The sound of closing the car door came from his ears. Liu Yuxin had already gotten out of the car. Young Master Zhang just withdrew his gaze, waved his hand to the madman, and said, "Get out of the car."

The two got off the car one after another.

"Uncle Gen likes quietness and never likes to be disturbed. When you go up later, you should be quieter. Also, everything here cannot be revealed." Before leading the way, Liu Yuxin turned around and solemnly explained to Mr. Zhang.

As for the madman, she didn't say much. First, seeing the crazy man's appearance as ice, it would be useless if he said it. Second, seeing the madman obeyed Zhang Dashou's words, she would just explain to Zhang Dashou.

"Okay, I'm not a child." Young Master Zhang shook his head and smiled. Don't he know about these things? From this we can see that Uncle Gen has a great weight in Liu Yuxin's heart.

In fact, this is not Liu Yuxin’s fault. It’s mainly because Young Master Zhang is too capable of causing trouble. No matter what the other party is, he seems to have never taken it seriously. It’s hard not to be nervous when he comes with such a demon king in the world.

Seeing that Mr. Zhang agreed very readily, Liu Yuxin waved to him and the madman and said, "Come with me."

Lead the way first.

While following Liu Yuxin along the winding path leading to the top of the mountain, he looked up at the white house on the top of the mountain. It was more than two floors high, about 150 or 60 square meters. Young Master Zhang smiled. Uncle Gen, who lives in seclusion in the mountains, knows how to enjoy life, lives in such a big place.

He came to the door of the white house calmly. Liu Yuxin was about to knock on the door, but a voice came from inside: "Xinxin, come in."

Zhang Dashao swept his mind and immediately found a pinhole camera on the top of the door. Then he swept it casually in this area, with all kinds of monitoring and protective facilities.

Before he finished speaking, the wooden door in front of several people opened automatically, and the living room, two sofas, two coffee tables, and a few chairs, floor clocks, etc. There were not many things, but the owner arranged it very carefully, giving people a feeling of being out of the world.

An old man with a gray hair and a little gray, wearing a myopia glass or reading glasses, sat upright on the sofa.

After a glance, the old man was about seventy years old, but he looked like he was in his fifties. He was energetic, with bright eyes, and a deep and profound experience. Judging from his sitting posture, even the most delicious person could know that he was once a soldier.

Needless to say, this old man is naturally Uncle Gen.

"Haha, Xinxin, you are here." Uncle Gen stood up and walked towards the door to greet the few people. He had no airs at all. He was just an approachable and kind old man. "Come on, please come inside."

After all the people entered, Uncle Gen quickly glanced at Mr. Zhang and said, "I guess you are Zhang Tian."

"Hello Uncle Gen, I'm Zhang Tian." Mr. Zhang didn't look at all panic. He was as calm as he was. It seemed that the person in front of him was an irrelevant person, not a retired military official.

"It's good not to be humble or arrogant." Uncle Gen nodded secretly in his heart, thinking that Xinxin always blew this Zhang Tian so mysteriously. Even the guy Zhong praised this kid. At least from the surface, he was quite good.

Then Uncle Gen's eyes casually swept the madman, and his eyes immediately lit up. This person actually made Uncle Gen feel inaccessible, like a cloud of fog in the distance.

At least Zhang Tian said hello to him, but this was fine, as if he hadn't seen him. However, Uncle Gen knew that this was a crazy person, and he didn't mean to target him, nor did he care.

At his age, he can see clearly any kind of person.

This young man is not simple either! Uncle Gen gave this comment to the madman.

Seeing Uncle Gen pay attention to the madman, Mr. Zhang briefly introduced the madman and just mentioned the madman's name. The two are very good friends of life and death, and that's all, obviously they are unwilling to say more.

Uncle Gen nodded after hearing this and did not ask any more questions.

"Come on, sit down, sit down." Uncle Gen immediately warmly greeted several people to sit down, and then asked someone to come up with tea and fruit, looking very hospitable.

Mr. Zhang was not polite to Uncle Gen, and he ate what he should eat and drink as much as he should. As for the lunatic, he directly regarded Uncle Gen as air. Among the three, Liu Yuxin, who was most familiar with Uncle Gen, seemed the most restrained.

"Zhang Tian, ​​Xinxin told me about your affairs." After a few greetings, Uncle Gen didn't say anything nonsense and went straight to the point, "I don't hide it from you. The counter-tracking of various signals is not difficult for me.

But there is a problem, you and I have not asked you for any relatives, so why should I help you? It is not enough to just rely on you as a friend of Xinxin.”

Uncle Gen said with a smile, in fact, it is not very polite, but it does not give people a feeling of thorniness when it comes to the old man. This is the charm of memorializing after experiencing vicissitudes of life.

If it were ordinary people, I would probably have been dizzy after saying a few words to Uncle Gen's powerful aura. But for Mr. Zhang, Uncle Gen has just lived a little longer and was a little older, and that's all, and it's no different from others.

He glanced at Uncle Gen's eyes as if nothing had happened. They were a pair of cunning eyes, but these eyes were still not qualified in front of Mr. Zhang's eyes that had been fighting for three hundred years after three hundred years of struggle.

There was no need for the magic eye technique at all. Master Zhang knew what Uncle Gen had in mind. This old guy had actually decided to help him, otherwise how could he meet him? He was not brain-disordered.

However, Uncle Gen may have some other plans, and he also wants to observe himself, so he pretended to be profound.

Liu Yuxin looked at Mr. Zhang with some anxiety and concern. She was really afraid that Mr. Zhang would slap the table, but Uncle Gen's words were too sharp. How could ordinary people resist it? I don't know how Zhang Tian would answer.

With a gentle smile, Mr. Zhang put down the teacup in his hand and said slowly: "Uncle Gen, because helping me is actually helping you. I don't know the answer, are you still satisfied?"

Uncle Gen was obviously stunned. He had countless imaginations in his heart how Mr. Zhang answered, but he didn't expect this kind of answer at all. He wanted to know how this young man had such strong confidence?

And his jealous eyes hit the point of the point. Did he notice his own abacus? This is even better than those old guys who have lived for most of their lives and are almost buried in the ground. Is he really a young man?
Chapter completed!