"Kill him for me, don't you even listen to me?" Iron Triangle roared with that tearing sound, and the helplessness and unwillingness in his eyes made him die without blinking his eyes.

Iron Triangle began to follow Guan Gong to the rivers and lakes at the age of twelve, five years, they went south and north, always bleeding without tears, when they returned to Lu Town, they became stronger, the eighth master sacrificed a leg in exchange for his Iron Triangle's life, and it was from then on, he Iron Triangle has been telling himself in his heart to become stronger, as long as this will not let his brother sacrifice for him, he can become the overlord of one party. And in the life of the Iron Triangle, everyone does not fall into his eyes, in his words: "In this world, the only enemy you are afraid of is yourself."

It is precisely because of this that his iron triangle can be carried out in Luzhen, and Luo Zhaoyang's appearance did make him worried, but he has never been afraid of Luo Zhaoyang, but now he is afraid, he didn't expect that he would let Luo Zhaoyang survive from his hands again.

The roar of the iron triangle made the eyes of the two men fall on Luo Zhaoyang's body again, although Luo Zhaoyang, who was sitting on the ground at the moment, gasped and looked uncomfortable, but they were still vigilant for these two protectors who used to be Changle Fang, they were worried that Luo Zhaoyang's appearance was pretending, and he could give himself a fatal blow at any time.

The muzzles of the two black holes were pointed at Luo Zhaoyang, they were still hesitating whether to carry out the orders of the Iron Triangle, they were thinking about whether they should complete the task first now, or gain time to leave as soon as possible, otherwise they would be surrounded from here.

"Hurry up, ......, shoot quickly." The iron triangle on his back shouted again, if he wasn't now pierced by Luo Zhaoyang's good needle, he would have pulled the trigger himself.

"You ......, you will shoot if you have a kind, there is a company on this Huangquan Road, I am not afraid." Luo Zhaoyang took a deep breath and said with his eyes closed, his chest had cracked, and the multiple traumas had made his body go through the heavy blows of Tie Sanyou just now, and he could no longer bear all this.

"There is a company in the Yellow Spring, and we are not afraid, you can die." The two Dharma Protectors said coldly, they had already hung their heads on their belts when they came out of Changle Fang, and they had already known that there was such a result for this kind of life on the tip of the knife, so Luo Zhaoyang's cruel words did not make them afraid, but on the contrary, stimulated them.

And just as they were about to pull the trigger, more than a dozen guns poured out of the door, and while all the muzzles were aimed at the protector, the little horse brother standing at the front warned loudly: "Don't move, if you move again, I'll shoot." ”

"your mother." Audio-Technica scolded fiercely.

Listening to Iron Triangle's scolding, the two Dharma Protectors looked back at the guns crowded at the door behind them, and they looked at each other and smiled.

The gunshot rang out, and the Iron Triangle fell off the shoulders of the Protectors, and the guns held by the two Protectors made an incomprehensible pattern on the ceiling, and the white ash that fell from the ceiling looked like snow.

I don't know if it was because the ash fell and floated into Audio-Technica's eyes, or because there was such an ending that made him cry, and at the same time as the tears flowed, Audio-Technica laughed out loud.

"Be careful of his ......" The voice entered his ears, making Luo Zhaoyang immediately open his eyes, and then reminded Brother Xiaoma, but before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out of Iron Triangle's mouth, and then said in his muffled voice: "Luo Zhaoyang, I won't let you go if I do a ghost." ”

Looking at the iron triangle that bit his tongue and committed suicide, Brother Xiao Ma shook his head, frowned and said: "It's really ruthless, I can bite my tongue by myself, admire, admire." ”

"I reminded you to be careful that he will kill himself, how can you stop him, now there is no proof of death, you are still here to admire, you admire a fart." Luo Zhaoyang glared at Brother Xiao Ma angrily, looking at the iron triangle that had no signs of life, Luo Zhaoyang sighed deeply.

The Iron Triangle was instructed by Zeng Hualong to kill him, which he already knew very well, but if there was no personal evidence of the Iron Triangle, then even if he knew that everything was due to Zeng Hualong, he had no way to take Zeng Hualong, the Iron Triangle was originally the best evidence for Luo Zhaoyang to testify against Zeng Hualong, but with the death of the three of them in the Iron Triangle, it disappeared.

Brother Xiao Ma looked a little aggrieved by Luo Zhaoyang's scolding, and after muttering for a while, he whispered: "You haven't finished speaking, who knows what you asked me to be careful?" ”

"Forget it, you can't be saved if you die, help me find Dean Zhou, I'm in pain." Luo Zhaoyang wanted to stand up, but his body no longer gave him such a chance, and the white gauze on his body had already been stained red with blood.

The shadowless light on the operating table lit up, and the gauze on Luo Zhaoyang's chest slowly advanced with the nurse's scissors, and the cracked incision was immediately presented in front of everyone, and the heavy bleeding inside made Zhou Qing's brows wrinkle.

"Anesthesiologist, prepare for general anesthesia." Zhou Qing's gloved hand was held in front of Luo Zhaoyang, and he was really a little worried about whether Luo Zhaoyang would be able to survive such a repetitive operation.

Luo Zhaoyang was about to say something, but asked Zhou Qing to gag his mouth with the nozzle of the ventilator, so that his words were sealed at once.

"Stop talking, don't you want to die?" Zhou Qing said as he stared at Luo Zhaoyang fiercely.

In the past, when he was on Chaoyang Street, Luo Zhaoyang's petty fights and Zhou Qing didn't pay attention to them, but now he can't help but worry him, he doesn't want to let this godson who was willing to be his god son just now be gone.

Luo Zhaoyang has undergone two consecutive surgeries in just a few days, and Luo Zhaoyang has such a physique, and it would have been finished for someone else.

Zhou Qing's hand was a little shaky, and in a moment, he finally understood that when a person he cared about was lying on the operating table to accept the process of life and death, everyone would be nervous, everyone would be worried, and no matter what method he used, it was impossible to calm himself.

Luo Zhaoyang looked at Zhou Qing's heartache in his eyes, Luo Zhaoyang didn't speak again, but nodded at Zhou Qing, and the hand that was placed next to the bed gently patted Zhou Qing's body to comfort Zhou Qing.

The gunshot rang out, and the Iron Triangle fell off the shoulders of the Protectors, and the guns held by the two Protectors made an incomprehensible pattern on the ceiling, and the white ash that fell from the ceiling looked like snow.

I don't know if it was because the ash fell and floated into Audio-Technica's eyes, or because there was such an ending that made him cry, and at the same time as the tears flowed, Audio-Technica laughed out loud.

"Be careful of his ......" The voice entered his ears, making Luo Zhaoyang immediately open his eyes, and then reminded Brother Xiaoma, but before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out of Iron Triangle's mouth, and then said in his muffled voice: "Luo Zhaoyang, I won't let you go if I do a ghost." ”

Looking at the iron triangle that bit his tongue and committed suicide, Brother Xiao Ma shook his head, frowned and said: "It's really ruthless, I can bite my tongue by myself, admire, admire." ”

"I reminded you to be careful that he will kill himself, how can you stop him, now there is no proof of death, you are still here to admire, you admire a fart." Luo Zhaoyang glared at Brother Xiao Ma angrily, looking at the iron triangle that had no signs of life, Luo Zhaoyang sighed deeply.

The Iron Triangle was instructed by Zeng Hualong to kill him, which he already knew very well, but if there was no personal evidence of the Iron Triangle, then even if he knew that everything was due to Zeng Hualong, he had no way to take Zeng Hualong, the Iron Triangle was originally the best evidence for Luo Zhaoyang to testify against Zeng Hualong, but with the death of the three of them in the Iron Triangle, it disappeared.

Brother Xiao Ma looked a little aggrieved by Luo Zhaoyang's scolding, and after muttering for a while, he whispered: "You haven't finished speaking, who knows what you asked me to be careful?" ”

"Forget it, you can't be saved if you die, help me find Dean Zhou, I'm in pain." Luo Zhaoyang wanted to stand up, but his body no longer gave him such a chance, and the white gauze on his body had already been stained red with blood.

The shadowless light on the operating table lit up, and the gauze on Luo Zhaoyang's chest slowly advanced with the nurse's scissors, and the cracked incision was immediately presented in front of everyone, and the heavy bleeding inside made Zhou Qing's brows wrinkle.

"Anesthesiologist, prepare for general anesthesia." Zhou Qing's gloved hand was held in front of Luo Zhaoyang, and he was really a little worried about whether Luo Zhaoyang would be able to survive such a repetitive operation.

Luo Zhaoyang was about to say something, but asked Zhou Qing to gag his mouth with the nozzle of the ventilator, so that his words were sealed at once.

"Stop talking, don't you want to die?" Zhou Qing said as he stared at Luo Zhaoyang fiercely.

In the past, when he was on Chaoyang Street, Luo Zhaoyang's petty fights and Zhou Qing didn't pay attention to them, but now he can't help but worry him, he doesn't want to let this godson who was willing to be his god son just now be gone.

Luo Zhaoyang has undergone two consecutive surgeries in just a few days, and Luo Zhaoyang has such a physique, and it would have been finished for someone else.

Zhou Qing's hand was a little shaky, and in a moment, he finally understood that when a person he cared about was lying on the operating table to accept the process of life and death, everyone would be nervous, everyone would be worried, and no matter what method he used, it was impossible to calm himself.

Luo Zhaoyang looked at Zhou Qing's heartache in his eyes, Luo Zhaoyang didn't speak again, but nodded at Zhou Qing, and the hand that was placed next to the bed gently patted Zhou Qing's body to comfort Zhou Qing.