Expert?

It is indeed too difficult to let a pragmatic person like Mo Yan believe in such a nonsense.

He only saw an old man in white clothes slowly playing a set of not-standard aerobics there. After just a rough glance, he discovered at least three mistakes.

The reason why I was so sure was that the other party's movements were somewhat similar to his Five Animal Show, but the other party did not learn them well, there were only one of them, and there were omissions.

"Who are you, how could you come here?"

The old man looked at the young man who suddenly came here without any surprise. His face darkened, and he felt a momentum of being uneven and powerful.

Mo Yan avoided answering, his eyes fell on the other party's wrists and calves, and his face was full of regret. "I am quite skilled in practicing, but there are many shortcomings. If I continue practicing for a long time, I am afraid that there will be hidden dangers in my body."

"What?",

The old man's face changed color for the first time, and a ray of light shot out from his eyes, completely releasing his momentum, as if he was a warm and harmless goat. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a tiger that chose people to eat. The contrast was extremely strong.

There is a reason for Mo Yan to do this. He has been able to get the mysterious stone for so long, but he has not found any clues about it. He has finally found some clues at the moment, so he will naturally not let it go.

Of course, this means that without revealing one's own secrets, he will naturally not reveal the secret of the stone without understanding the other party's background.

What he said was also thoughtful. He had a whole set of five animal shows all night long, so he naturally knew that if the movements were not standard enough, it would be very easy to leave hidden injuries in his body. Over time, it should not be underestimated.

"Tell me quickly, how do you know the secret of my family? Otherwise..." Although the old man had not finished speaking, his sharp eyes completely exposed his thoughts. As soon as the other party said something bad, he would immediately take action.

Very strong.

Mo Yan was amazed in his heart. He didn't know how the other party did it. Logically speaking, there would be some sense between the tattoo artists and could sense the general mental power of the other party, but this time there was a problem.

In his previous sense, the other party was an ordinary old man, but at this moment he suddenly became a tattoo master above level 3. What Mo Yan was concerned about was not this. This ability could be regarded as a killer weapon to play a pig and eat a tiger.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just a guest, invited by your salad." With some intent, Mo Yan's eyes at the other party changed a little.

Hearing this, the old man relaxed a little. Although he would not immediately believe the other party's words, he saw his fearless appearance at this time and calling out his granddaughter's name, most of them had something to do with his family. Even if he had questions in his heart, he would not immediately ask. This is the difference between the elderly and young people doing things.

"It turns out to be a friend of Sala. Haha, I don't know who my brother's surname is and where he lives. Maybe I will go and disturb him in the future." The old man's words were of different meaning. If the other party could not even answer such a simple question, then the next question would probably be fruitless, which would be a test.

"Mo Yan, as for where the home is, this kid doesn't know, he only knows that he has been a orphan wandering around since he can remember." Mo Yan's words were all truth, but when he listened carefully, no other information was revealed except for his name, which was exactly what he was smart about.

The old man chewed it and frowned unconsciously. He could not find the false smell from the other party's words, but he did not find the information he wanted, so he had to say to the little fox inwardly.

One big and one small, the two foxes were fighting with their hearts, talking about some irrelevant topics, and no one revealed their true thoughts.

"Uncle Mo, you actually came here, making it easy for me to find. Grandpa, why are you here too?"

According to the guidance of the servant along the way, Sala quickly caught up after she walked out of the room. But she knew that her grandfather usually didn't allow her family to come here, and even if she was quite favored by her grandfather, she was rare to come here.

I didn't expect that today I saw my grandfather chatting with that bad guy. It seemed that he had a happy conversation, which was beyond her imagination.

"Haha, I accidentally walked here and chatted with the old man for a while, but I didn't expect that he was your grandfather." Mo Yan shot a fake shot, but threw the topic to the other party.

The old man was also unambiguous and patted Mo Yan's shoulder intimately, "I look very close to you, I will be close to you in the future." He is a grown-up spirit. Judging from his granddaughter's shy expression mixed with surprise, perhaps the other party himself did not notice it, but he saw the feeling hidden in his granddaughter's heart. It was not until this moment that he truly felt relieved.

"What?"

Even though Sala inherited the character of her father's daring to love and hate, she was teased by her grandfather in person, but she was still feeling hot and she was clamoring to pull out her grandfather's beard.

After a while, she calmed down and remembered her purpose, "Oh, I almost forgot, I was still waiting for us to have lunch there."

"Gu—"

Speaking of eating, Mo Yan's stomach rang, but he hadn't eaten for the whole day.

"Hehe, the old man is going to add a pair of chopsticks, Shasha should have no objection, right?" The old man blinked at his granddaughter in a funny way, and immediately made Sala, who had a ghost in her heart, unable to raise her head.

Naturally, it was impossible for salad to say a word, and the three of them walked towards the hall.

During this period, the old man unwillingly asked his granddaughter about Mo Yan's situation. Unfortunately, the salads themselves were not very clear about them, and the information obtained by the old man was still very limited.

"Strange, grandpa asked why he was doing so carefully. Did he want to..."

The girl obviously misunderstood her grandfather's intentions, and her delicate face suddenly turned red again, but her eyes said that she didn't dare to look at Mo Yan.

When he arrived at the dining place, there was only a table of dishes, but there was no one to accompany him. As the uncle of salad, Orleans wanted to attend and express his gratitude for Mo Yan's saving his niece, but after waiting for a long time, he had to leave first.

This was exactly in line with Mo Yan's wishes. He didn't care about the two people around him, and he immediately started to eat one of them.

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