Looking at everyone's eyes, Luo Zhaoyang's will became even firmer, at first he just wanted to help Yinling take a breath, but today seeing that Abin actually took care of his own life, he suddenly understood that the thing he did was not a private matter, but for Lu Zhen, who had always believed in him.

Although Luo Zhaoyang has always practiced medicine to save lives and protect the wounded, he has never felt so responsible as he does now.

Uncle Du's frowning, Ah Sheng's frightened eyes, Yinling's worried mood and the trust of the surrounding villagers in him made Luo Zhaoyang feel like a warrior.

For this glory that everyone gave him, Luo Zhaoyang will defend it without hesitation.

A brand new suit covered Luo Zhaoyang's injuries seamlessly, the white mask covered his face, and when he walked on the road leading to Changle Fang on his feet, the medicine box he carried attracted more attention than himself.

"Why did you come so late, what did you do?" When Luo Zhaoyang had just entered the visual range of Changle Fang, a man with a tall head and big ears yelled at Luo Zhaoyang from afar, and the semi-automatic rifle in his hand that could shoot people into a hornet's nest seemed to go off at any time.

"You're in lockdown everywhere, and cars are coming, so I have to walk here." Luo Zhaoyang complained, and at this moment he put the responsibility for all this entirely on them.

The man saw that Luo Zhaoyang was alone, he immediately turned his eyes to the road where Luo Zhaoyang came, and when he found that the empty street was still deserted, he frowned and asked, "Don't give me nonsense, why did you come here alone, what about the others?" ”

"If it weren't for the money, I don't think anyone would want to come to your Changle Fang, you should know this better than me." Luo Zhaoyang straightened his chest and said with a sense of concern.

Luo Zhaoyang's non-local man immediately became vigilant, and when Luo Zhaoyang was three steps away from him, the round muzzle of the gun was immediately aimed at Luo Zhaoyang, and he said very unceremoniously: "Stop me, where are you from?" ”

"Don't you just want a doctor? Where else do you care about me? Luo Zhaoyang raised his hand, his calmness made the man have an indescribable feeling, this feeling made him faintly feel a little worried.

And just as he reached out to pull Luo Zhaoyang's mask off, another man standing far behind him complained and said, "Is the doctor coming, just let him in quickly, I'm in a hurry." ”

"Isn't this coming, what's the hurry?" The man responded loudly, although he felt that the doctor in front of him was suspicious, but when he thought that Changle Fang was in Lu Town, even if it was the influence of the surrounding towns, he believed that it was impossible to do anything with one person's strength, and after walking around Luo Zhaoyang, the man finally put down the gun, and then waved his hand and said: "Go in, if you can't cure my brother, I will kill you again." ”

"Don't worry, if it can be cured, it will be cured." Luo Zhaoyang pulled up his mask that had been pulled off again, and then took a big stride towards the inside of Changle Fang.

When Luo Zhaoyang stepped into the gate and looked at the guards on both sides, Luo Zhaoyang stopped and looked back at the first level of Changle Fang.

Looking at this gate with a unique design and heavy firepower guarding inside, he began to rejoice that the villagers did not come, and if they did take a strong attack, the casualties would not be optimistic.

Luo Zhaoyang learned from Ah Sheng that Changle Fang covers an area of more than 3,000 square meters, surrounded by high walls, and there are sentry posts at the four corners, and there are people on duty on the sentry posts 24 hours a day.

And within the wall, there are four courtyards, the four courtyards are opposite, the lake and mountains in the middle reflect each other, there is a large hall between the green willows and blue lakes, there are eight rooms distributed in the hall, these eight rooms are Guan Gong's residence, so his office place

Luo Zhaoyang looked around as he walked, and his previous explanations of Ah Sheng were confirmed one by one here, and at this moment he also began to think about the next retreat route.

"Where are you going, where are the people?" Just when Luo Zhaoyang was about to enter the compound, the person who walked in front immediately found that Luo Zhaoyang had deviated from the line, and he immediately went around and called to stop.

"Your place here is so big, and it's so easy to get lost." Luo Zhaoyang looked at the man with anger on his face, and he said with a smile.

"It's good to know, don't walk around, you go ahead, I'll follow behind." The man pointed a gun at Luo Zhaoyang, and he seemed to think that such an approach should be more effective and less prone to error.

"Alright, I'm in front, you're in the back." Luo Zhaoyang shrugged his shoulders and said lightly, at this moment he realized that Ah Sheng said that he might not even be able to enter the four courtyards, it was not his exaggeration, but that there was really such a possibility.

"You behave well, do a good job, our boss won't treat you badly." The man looked at Luo Zhaoyang and was quite cooperative, he said lightly, and when he said the benefits, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your boss? Iron Triangle? Luo Zhaoyang turned around and asked with a look of surprise.

"Isn't it, you don't even know who's the boss so far?" The man looked at Luo Zhaoyang with a lonely look, he shook his head as he spoke, as if he felt disdain for Luo Zhaoyang's ignorance, and after he sighed, he continued: "Outside, the Iron Triangle is the boss, and the boss is the real boss in Changle Fangguan, even the Iron Triangle has to listen to him, do you understand." ”

"It turns out that Boss Guan is the real boss." Luo Zhaoyang nodded, and after affirming the man's words, he asked again: "Then can I see your boss Guan?" ”

"It's okay to see him, but I'm afraid I'll scare you then." When the man said that he was scaring Luo Zhaoyang, his voice was lowered, as if he was worried that someone would hear it.

"Boss Guan is mighty, of course, I want to ......"

"Everyone is here, hurry up." Before Luo Zhaoyang could ask any more questions, there were bursts of painful screams from a house in front of him.

Listening to these voices, Luo Zhaoyang felt that the explosive that Abin planted was not as powerful as normal, and it was a little different from what he had explained, but from now on, Abin added the amount of explosives by himself, which helped him a lot.

When the man pushed the door open, it was busy, some people were bandaging some of the wounded, some were holding the wounded, some were scolding, and those who were so injured that they couldn't get out of bed, although they were bandaged for a short time, but the pain caused by their injuries still made them scream.

Looking at Luo Zhaoyang and the man who suddenly appeared at the door, the voice inside suddenly quieted down, they didn't know if they were curious about the sudden appearance, or because they saw the medicine box that Luo Zhaoyang was carrying, anyway, at this moment, they looked at each other, as if they didn't believe that someone would really come.

"It's all blown up, it seems that it's a bit troublesome to deal with, you can hand it over to me now, you go to the door to pick up my people, and ask them to bring me in as soon as possible." Luo Zhaoyang said as he lowered his body, and then began to check the wounds of the wounded.

Looking at Luo Zhaoyang's concentration and his very professional posture, the man nodded as if he didn't understand, and then said, "Then this place will be handed over to you for the time being." ”

As soon as the man left, Luo Zhaoyang didn't have time to turn around, his hand was suddenly grabbed, and when Luo Zhaoyang turned around and found that he was grabbed by a young man covered in blood and with a rooster hairstyle, he immediately straightened his face and said very unhappily: "What are you doing?" ”

"Give my brother the first, my brother ......"

"How's your brother? Who is not injured here" Luo Zhaoyang directly shook off the man's hand, his tone and his gaze staring at the young man made the young man dare not refute at all,

"No, this is my brother's ......" The young man listened to Luo Zhaoyang's lecture, he was a little aggrieved and didn't know what to say, as if he had done something wrong.

"Whoever is seriously injured can be treated, isn't that fair?" After Luo Zhaoyang finished speaking, he then walked to the side and put down the medicine box, when he grabbed two packs of silver needles in the medicine box, he quickly glanced at the audience, he is now the doctor here, and it is up to him to decide who comes first and who comes next.

"Don't tell Lao Tzu to be fair, Lao Tzu is dying of pain, hurry up and give me a shot at Muffy, or I'll ......" A man covered his arm that was a little bloody and mushy, gritted his teeth and said loudly, but as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes opened wider, because he found that Luo Zhaoyang not only did not have Buffy on his hand, but also did not even have a syringe, let alone those necessary medicines for pain.

"What else do you want to do?" Before Luo Zhaoyang could finish speaking, several needles in his hand suddenly stabbed towards the road, and as his silver needles pierced, the man immediately remained motionless like a statue.

"You ......" Seeing Luo Zhaoyang's sudden move, the young man with the cockscomb head immediately retreated, and he immediately became vigilant against the attack of this outsider.

And when he was wondering if the person in front of him who said he was a doctor but didn't look like a doctor had malicious intentions, he found that the big man's arm, which was still bleeding just now, had stopped bleeding.

"Who is the most injured here? Who's dying? Luo Zhaoyang raised his voice by a few decibels and asked coldly, completely ignoring the hostile gazes at him.

"It's ......, it's ......, it's my brother." The cockscomb man spoke again, pointing to the bed at the back of the house.

Looking in the direction pointed by the cockscomb man, Luo Zhaoyang walked over quickly, the man on the bed was covered with blood, his hands hung on the side of the bed, and his body began to rise and fall significantly because of his rapid breathing.