Standing in front of the car was a middle-aged man, although he didn't look young, but his waist was very straight and his body was very tough. The eyes scanned the surroundings, as if to check on someone.

It wasn't until this person's eyes saw Wu Tielong who was walking out of the gate of the Wu family that a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand, and walked towards Wu Tielong calmly.

Wu Tielong seemed a little surprised when he saw him, but he immediately relaxed, tightened the man's hand, and expressed his greetings to the man.

"Didn't you ask you not to pick it up yesterday, why is it so early in the morning." Wu Tielong's words have already shown this person's share.

This person is Mo Jiu's father, that is, Wu Jiang's future father-in-law.

"Anyway, you're my savior, and of course I'll have to greet you personally."

Master Mo was obviously very dissatisfied with Wu Tielong's very rusty behavior, and clapped his hands as if he was unhappy, and then saw Wu Jiang standing next to Wu Tielong with a smile.

"How many years ago was that, you were too polite" Wu Tielong smiled heartily, saving Master Mo's life was just a matter of effort for him.

I didn't expect this grace, Master Mo will be a lifetime.

"Presumably this is Wu Jiang." Master Mo's eyes fell on Wu Jiang, this kid is very good.

"Come, call Uncle Mo." Wu Tielong naturally noticed Master Mo's gaze, and immediately pulled Wu Jiang out of his back and pulled him in front of Master Mo's eyes.

"What's polite, in a few days, I won't be called Uncle Mo." Old Man Mo smiled kindly, looked at Wu Jiang with his eyes, and showed an ambiguous smile.

When Wu Tielong heard Master Mo's words, he understood something, and laughed with Master Mo, Wu Jiang was stunned for a moment, but it was also because the expression on his face had always been indifferent, so no one could see it.

Several people soon arrived at Mo's house.

"I like this kid very much." Master Mo unceremoniously expressed his joy for Wu Jiang.

"This kid was born with this cold face, he looks unlikeable, don't talk about him, he's all lifting him up."

Hearing others praise his son, Wu Tielong's eyes were wrinkled with laughter, but he couldn't show a very happy appearance on the surface, so he could only say it as if he was critical.

"I want to thank you, it's really the luck of my Wu family to have such a good family affair at the beginning." Wu Tielong seemed to recall the past.

"How can I thank me, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know where I am now, if I want to say thank you, then I have to thank you."

Hearing Master Mo say this, Wu Tielong hurriedly waved his hand, not daring to praise it.

It turned out that back then, Master Mo was hit in the leg by the enemy on the battlefield, and the smoke was already billowing in front of him, and the enemy was in front of him, he had no strength, and he could feel that the enemy's swarthy muzzle had stretched out from somewhere and aimed at himself.

And he, unable to escape, is already powerless, and he is already planning to wait for death to come.

At this critical moment, it was Wu Tielong who appeared in time to save him, many of his teammates had been killed, and some were also fighting on the side, so they couldn't take time to see him at all, and on the battlefield, everyone couldn't protect themselves.