"I didn't do it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Feng Yehui looked at Lu Aoshuang and said coldly.

"You are not afraid of war, why have I ever been afraid of you?"

Although the two are-for-tat, although they have always been the biggest rivals, there is no doubt that the two also respect each other.

The one who knows the opponent best is often the opponent.

As soon as Feng Yehui's words came out, Lu Aoshuang believed it.

After a long silence, she spoke slowly.

"This time the other party is fierce, and even I can only find one name."

"Oh?"

As soon as Lu Aoshuang said this, Feng Yehui also changed color.

She did receive the news of the accident in the wolf's den as soon as possible, but she didn't know who did it, and when she saw Lu Aoshuang coming with Zhang Yang, she thought that someone was blaming her.

But now that Lu Aoshuang said that he didn't know anything about the other party at all, even Feng Yehui had to pay attention to this matter.

Because there are no powerful people who have contacted him during this time, what does this mean?

It shows that the other party has no intention of joining forces with the local forces in Jinghai at all, in this case, since he can attack Lu Aoshuang, he will definitely be able to attack her Feng Yehui.

Lu Aoshuang can only find one name, so if she Feng Yehui goes to check, she will definitely not find superfluous things, such a powerful opponent hidden in the shadows is undoubtedly terrifying.

"It seems that the other party is not small, and his ambition is not small. Give me a name. ”

"Zhao Shanhe!"

"Okay."

Then there was a long silence, Zhang Yang stood aside and watched with interest, both of them seemed to have something to say, but they seemed to be waiting for the other to say first.

After standing quietly for ten minutes, the two of them spoke at the same time.

"It's time to finish."

Feng Yehui nodded: "It's really time to end, we've been fighting for so many years, it's time to split a winner." ”

"In terms of fighting with Zhao Shanhe alone, we are not opponents. And to integrate with the highest cost performance, we can't make a big move, and only by preserving our strength can we deal with this strong enemy. ”

Feng Yehui nodded thoughtfully.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Seven days later, it is the annual black boxing competition in Jinghai City, if Zhao Shanhe wants to make a big move, he will definitely make a difference on that day." ”

Lu Aoshuang snorted: "If you can shock the audience in the Black Boxing Competition, Zhao Shanhe can get the support of many people without spending a single soldier." ”

"Then we'll bet on the Black Boxing Tournament in seven days, if my people win the Black Fist Tournament, even if I win."

"It's a deal!"

In just a few words, the two most powerful women in Jinghai City decided the future of the two most powerful forces in Jinghai City.

This can really be said to be a gambling contract that determines the honor and disgrace of life and death, Zhang Yang is also a good gambler, he has gambled all the way along the way, and there has never been a gamble as big as Lu Aoshuang and Feng Yehui.

After leaving the Royal Hot Spring Villa, Zhang Yang and Lu Aoshuang sat side by side in the back seat and asked.

"Sister Lu, who are you going to find to participate in this black boxing competition?"

Lu Aoshuang stroked his forehead with a headache: "I can only go to find someone I don't want to find, you also saw that the little man next to the one-eyed dragon is a very powerful master." If Zhao Shanhe wants to participate in the Black Boxing Competition, the people he sent must be more powerful than this person. But there is no such person around me, so I can only ask for foreign help. ”

"Elder Yang, in addition to teaching you kung fu, did you explain anything else?"

After a pause, Lu Aoshuang asked again.

The old Yang in his mouth naturally refers to Yang Tianji.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was able to kill the little master with one punch, Lu Aoshuang subconsciously thought that Zhang Yang's kung fu was taught by Yang Tianji, and Zhang Yang did not break this point.

He thought about it carefully, but he didn't search for memories about Lu Aoshuang in his mind, that is to say, Yang Tianji's impression of this person was not very heavy, so he didn't awaken part of his memory when he saw Lu Aoshuang.

So he shook his head and said, "No." ”

Seeing Lu Aoshuang's somewhat tired face, Zhang Yang sighed slightly in his heart, she has always been a strong woman, she must have been very uneasy.

After all, the big family business, internal and external troubles, all have to rely on her to support it alone.

During this time, Lu Aoshuang was really good to Zhang Yang, and an idea gradually rose in Zhang Yang's heart.

Seven days? If it is a normal cultivation, at most, it will be to practice to the middle stage of Qi cultivation. However, if you cultivate according to the method recorded in the Great Yan Heavenly Technique, you may be able to break through to the late stage or even the peak in one fell swoop.

"Sister Lu, these days, I want to go out and relax for a few days."

Lu Aoshuang nodded: "It's okay to go out and relax, let Qiyang have a good time these days." ”

After returning to the Baicaoyuan villa area, Zhang Yang immediately packed up his simple luggage, then greeted Lu Aoshuang and Wu Qiyang, and got into a taxi.

During this period of staying in the Baicaoyuan villa area, Zhang Yang also knew the details of the various forces and various special boundaries in Jinghai City, and now he was going to a very special place in Jinghai City.

This place is called the Tenyang Sanatorium.

According to the information he knew, Zhang Yang knew that this was a place for rich old men to recuperate, and these people all had two things in common.

One of them: there is a stubborn illness on the body, a serious illness.

Second: the family background is very good and extremely rich.

The reason why I chose to come to this place is, of course, to heal the wounded and save people.

Zhang Yang didn't forget the Wind Chopping Sword that was still silent in his mind, as long as he saved someone's life, the Wind Chopping Sword would be able to recover a bit of strength, if he saved a few more people, and then used the power of the Wind Chopping Sword to cultivate, the cultivation speed would inevitably increase by leaps and bounds.

Moreover, if you save these old men from rich families, you can more or less get a lot of benefits, so why not?

Coincidentally, as soon as Zhang Yang arrived at the gate of the Tianyang Sanatorium, he saw an old man with gray hair and goatee lying on the ground, and a group of staff immediately took out a stretcher and hurriedly carried him in.

Zhang Yang looked around, chose a position where no one was around, and jumped in, and the person had come to the Tianyang Sanatorium. Eradicating the position he had just seen, he hurried over.

The recuperation area of the rich old man is very well equipped with medical equipment, even if it is an ordinary hospital, it is not at all comparable to the medical area here.

Zhang Yang came in all the way, almost unimpeded, the doctors were busy saving people, where could they have time to take care of him?

The lights in the operating room are still shining, and there are doctors and nurses running back and forth in each ward, and it seems that there are a lot of things going on here.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry, so he found a nearby seat and sat down, glancing in the direction of the operating room from time to time.

But in ten minutes, a group of well-dressed people rushed in in a hurry, the men were beautiful, the women were handsome, and all of them were obviously golden.

As soon as a group of people came in, the man at the head immediately asked nervously.

"Doctor, what about my father? How is he? ”

A doctor who happened to be free walked over quickly, picked up the notebook in his hand, looked at it, and asked.

"You said Mr. Zheng?"

"Yes, yes, what about my father?"

"Old Man Zheng is undergoing surgery, you can wait outside."

"Well, that's a real rush."

Mr. Zheng paced back and forth restlessly, looking very worried, looking at the faces of other Zheng family members, it was also quite unsightly, probably because this old man Zheng had a very high and important status in the family.

Zhang Yang sat on the side, and the old god was there, quite leisurely.

Seeing that a young man with oily hair and pink face brought by Mr. Zheng was still chatting with people with a smile, Zhang Yang couldn't help frowning, and the young man immediately saw this and glared angrily.

"What do you see!"

Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly, and he didn't bother to bother with him, when you begged me.

Half an hour passed in a hurry, and the door of the operating room finally opened, and Mr. Zheng and his party hurriedly greeted him.

"How? Doctor. What happened to my father? ”

Doctor Bai Lang sighed, took off his mask and said regretfully.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, we did our best."

"What!? This...... This ......"

Mr. Zheng seemed to be unable to accept this ending, and took several steps back in a row, looking a little broken.

"Doctor, how can this be? My dad was fine yesterday! ”

Mrs. Zheng also burst into tears of sadness, and she could see that it was not a fake cry.

The doctor sighed: "The old gentleman already has hidden diseases, which have been accumulating, and today the old diseases have recurred, and even these hidden diseases have been hooked, so it cannot be cured." ”

"What kind of bullshit hospital are you, my grandfather was fine yesterday, why did he have an accident today? Are you trying to murder my grandfather? Be honest with me! ”

The oily-haired young man shouted angrily, and pointed at the doctor, his temper looking extremely hot.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zheng hurriedly stretched out her hand and grabbed the young man: "Kaikai, what are you doing?" Don't fool around. ”

"Mom, I'm not fooling around, I think it's these people who are plotting against grandpa, otherwise grandpa was fine yesterday, how could the old illness relapse immediately today?"

When Old Man Zheng's body was pushed out of the operating room, the emotions of the Zheng family and his party fell to the lowest point.

Just as the doctors were about to send the old man to the morgue, Zhang Yang finally spoke.

He got up slowly and said lightly.

"They can't save Old Man Zheng, but I can."

"Huh?"

Mr. Zheng suddenly turned his head when he heard this: "Young man, who are you?" ”

"Publicity."

"You said you could cure the old man?"

"Exactly!"

Zhang Yang nodded firmly.

The doctor who had just finished the operation was furious when he saw this: "Where did the yellow-mouthed child come from, and he is not a yellow child." The old man has lost his breath, and we have tried our best to rescue him to no avail, and now I am afraid that even the gods will not be able to save him, where did you come from such a big breath to treat Old Man Zheng!? Guards, come on, get this madman out of here. ”

Zhang Yang didn't look at the doctor, only stared at Zheng Zongdao.

"Whether you believe it or not, even immortals can't save Old Man Zheng, but I can still save it."

With that, he raised his hands and let the security guard carry him outside.