Han Ying kept staring at Jiang Hao's back until he climbed up the slope with some difficulty and finally disappeared into the bushes in the distance.

Only then did she look away. There were faint tears in her eyes.

The sight of Jiang Hao's stumbling back just now reminded her of her grandfather.

When she went to Wuhan University to report, her grandfather sent her there.

When we were saying goodbye at the station, my grandfather climbed over the fence of the station and ran to the opposite street to buy oranges.

In his early years, grandpa was a great mercenary. But as he got older, his energy and blood declined drastically, and his strength was even worse.

When blood and essence are exhausted, people will age more and more.

That day he crossed the fence to buy her oranges and almost fell.

Han Ying lost her parents when she was a child, and her grandfather raised her up all by himself.

The biggest wish in her heart is to be filial to her grandfather. She was admitted to Wuhan University to make up for her grandfather's regret.

She worked hard in school and her strength improved by leaps and bounds.

She originally wanted to make more money to honor her grandfather and prevent him from living a hard life, but when she came back from her studies, her grandfather was gone forever.

It is probably the saddest thing to have a child who wants to be taken care of but cannot be cared for.

It was precisely because of this that she called Jiang Hao and gave him a ride.

Naturally, outsiders don’t know Han Ying’s intentions.

At this time, another female warrior next to her saw her staring in the direction where Jiang Haoyuan was going, without looking away for a long time, and couldn't help but curiously asked. "Han Ying, do you know that old man just now?"

Han Ying shook her head, "I don't know him. I just saw him going out of the city alone and felt a little pitiful, so I wanted to send him off."

"You are so kind! There are not many people as kind as you nowadays." The female warrior said with a smile.

"That old man is very courageous. He dares to run out of the city alone. Although this place is not far from the main city, and it has been encircled and suppressed by warriors, basically there are no monsters. But don't be afraid of ten thousand people.

.Who can explain clearly in this wilderness." Another person next to him heard the conversation between the two people and also interjected.

"You must have encountered something difficult. Otherwise, at such an old age, you would definitely not risk running so far." A male warrior also said.

"Speaking of it today, he is also lucky to meet such an enthusiastic person as Han Ying. Otherwise, he would not have been able to get here safely."

"What's the point of even walking here? That old man is out of luck. He might have died by now!" At this time, another young man with dyed yellow hair said in a calm and steady tone.<

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"What do you mean?" After hearing the yellow-haired boy's words, several other people asked in surprise.

"I was just in the mercenary hall and heard the old man arguing with the people from the Black Tiger Mercenary Group."

The yellow-haired boy recounted the scene he saw, and then said, "The car in front of me just now is the car of the Black Tiger Mercenary Group. Although the people of the Black Tiger Group turned to the other side, but I just

I saw someone getting off the car and followed the old man’s direction.”

"What do the people from the Black Tiger Group want to do?" A female warrior covered her mouth with her hand in surprise.

The yellow-haired boy had a pessimistic expression on his face, "What can be done? Killing people and stealing goods, nothing is impossible. Outside the city is not inside the city, so there is no order."

Hearing what the yellow-haired boy said, Han Ying suddenly stood up from the car and pretended to jump out of the car.

The female warrior sitting next to her saw this and grabbed her, "Han Ying, what are you doing? You don't know that old man, what do you care about him?"

The yellow-haired boy snorted and said, "I advise you not to go. We are here to do the assessment task. But don't forget, we are not official members yet! Don't delay everyone's time because of insignificant things.

Work hard!"

The yellow-haired boy added, "Besides, although the Black Tigers are not as good as ours, they are not easy to mess with. Why bother yourself?"

After hearing what the yellow-haired boy said, everyone around Han Ying began to persuade her.

The New Vision Mercenary Group is one of the large-scale mercenary groups with considerable strength in Yangcheng. Several young people are members who have just joined the New Vision. However, as the yellow-haired boy said, there are few of them who have just joined the mercenary group.

How long.

This time I went outside the city to complete the internal assessment tasks of the mercenary group. Only by passing the assessment standards can you become an official member.

The New Horizons Mercenary Group is not accessible to anyone who wants to.

The matter is of great importance, and no one wants to delay their affairs because of an unfamiliar old man.

These teenagers usually have a good relationship. Seeing that Han Ying was a little impulsive, several people tried to persuade her.

........

Although there are weeds and shrubs everywhere on the hillside, compared with other places, probably because of the shady side, the grass and trees do not grow very high.

A man as big as Jiang Hao is crawling around in the grass. Naturally, he cannot escape the eyes of interested people.

What's more, some people still deliberately keep an eye on his whereabouts.

So when he walked to the bottom of the mountain, Mustache and the others who were halfway up the mountain spotted him immediately.

"This old guy really doesn't know what's good and he actually dares to come here!"

"Damn, this old guy really dares to come looking for death!"

Nishanghua is one of the materials required in the Bone Forging Pill, and the price is not cheap.

Mustache and the others had long classified this area as their own private domain. Seeing that Jiang Hao broke in without their permission, they were naturally furious.

Several people ran over with angry faces.

"Old man, who asked you to come here to pick flowers? Don't you know this is our territory?" When we got closer, the mustache took the lead.

"Sorry, I'm leaving now." When Jiang Hao was in the city, he guessed that this group of people had colluded with the people from the Mercenary Association, and they were taking over the mountains and exploiting the scavengers for their own benefit.

However, Jiang Hao has no intention of taking care of this kind of thing. He is here just to complete the system's tasks.

The ten colorful flowers were picked quickly. Jiang Hao put away his things and planned to leave.

"You old guy, you are so brave, you don't take our brothers seriously?" The mustache was so angry that his beard twitched.

Surrounded by several of them, this old man actually dared to ignore them and still bent over to pick colorful flowers.

So brave!

"What nonsense are you talking to him about? I'll loosen his bones!"

The warrior named Lao Liu had the most violent temper. He took two steps forward, raised his fist and hit Jiang Hao on the head.

This man is full of energy and blood, and his seemingly random punch is accompanied by a fierce wind. Starting from his fist, air waves invisible to the naked eye are rolling around him.

A man in his thirties, in his prime.

One is over sixty, thin and frail.

The result of the fight between the two people is almost self-evident.

The mustache and the other man beside him had almost foreseen the scene of Jiang Hao being beaten until he was beaten to pieces.

Bang!

The sound of powerful impact suddenly erupted, but the expected scene of Jiang Hao being blasted did not appear. Instead, the old man screamed, covering his wrist and looking at Jiang Hao in confusion.

On the other hand, Jiang Hao was unpacking the backpack he was carrying and putting a few neon flowers into the bag.

He looked leisurely and relaxed, as if what just happened had nothing to do with him.

Just the hand on the handle of the knife and the blood flowing on the tip of the knife proved that everything that just happened had something to do with him.

Hiss~
Chapter completed!