At this time, the sound of the elevator "ding" came from the depths of the hotel, and immediately after that, an old man with a wrinkled face and a wrinkled face came out of the hotel.

He was wearing a pair of wrinkled old leather shoes, cheap short sleeves worth more than ten yuan, and the same cheap black trousers.

The old man's skin is dark and shiny, full of wrinkles, like an old farmer working hard in the fields, or a day laborer working hard on a construction site to make a living.

The vicissitudes of life can be easily seen from his face.

"Uncle Zhang?"

When Kou Beiyue saw the old man, she was surprised and said, "Why are you here? I just bought supper, let's eat together."

The old man with a bitter face shook his head slightly, "I asked Master Wuhen to clarify my doubts, there is still something to do, so I won't eat."

After hesitating for a while, he looked at Kou Beiyue and asked, "I heard from Xiaoyuan that your sister's case is already closed?"

Kou Beiyue nodded vigorously:

"I won't be obsessed in the future, and I will concentrate on practicing with Master Wuhen. By the way, it was the Yuanshi Tianzun who helped me reverse the case. Uncle Zhang, do you know him?

"That kid is a talent. I have to admit that he is a little better than me. He is very friendly to people like us. I will introduce you to him another day."

Hearing this, a sincere smile finally appeared on that vicissitude-stricken face:

"That's good, that's good. Beiyue, you are lucky."

He didn't seem to be good at words, he kept saying things like "lucky" and "that's good" over and over again, and then looked at the little fat man with some embarrassment and dullness.

Kou Beiyue hurriedly introduced:

"He is our new member 'A good official chooses the master and kills', and he is my younger brother. Uncle Zhang is an old senior in our organization with a very good personality."

It can be seen that Kou Beiyue likes this kind elder very much.

An honest farmer, a little dull, a little dumb, not good at speech, not good at communication.

This was the little fat man's first impression of Uncle Zhang.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Uncle Zhang!"

A look of bewilderment flashed across the old man's slightly dull face.

Kou Beiyue said:

"Uncle Zhang, I heard from Xiaoyuan that you were injured by the officials a while ago? Who did it, does it matter? I am a saint now, and I can take my younger brother to avenge you."

Uncle Zhang was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "It's not a big deal, Beiyue, Xiaoyuan, I'll go back first."

He nodded to the little fat man again.

Kou Beiyue said: "Go slowly."

When Uncle Zhang walked out of the hotel, Kou Beiyue said to the little fat man:

"Uncle Zhang is actually old enough to be my grandfather, but everyone calls him Uncle Zhang, so I call him that too, just follow me.

"He has a bit of a dull temper, but he has a good heart and is willing to help the younger generation. If you need help in the future, you can find Uncle Zhang, but Uncle Zhang doesn't come to Wuhen Hotel very often, and you don't usually see him. Sigh, the supper I bought Not much, it�s good that Uncle Zhang is gone, otherwise there won�t be enough to eat.�

Freelance with a good heart? If someone else said that, the little fat man would scoff, but after a few days of understanding, he knew that this was a self-salvation organization. JrNovels.com