Chapter 113: Accidental Injury

Liu Anguo is leaving, then this Chinese herbal medicine plantation will be gone, even if the patriarch's poppy field can be hidden from the people in the town and the cadres in the city, but he can't hide the satellite that is rotating all day and night above his head, and the plantation without cover will definitely be discovered soon, which makes the patriarch have a lot of concerns.

"Billion? What use do I have for it? The patriarch listened to Luo Zhaoyang say this, he sneered twice, the value of the powder produced by Lu Zhen in a year is more than 200 million, and one billion is only a matter of a few years, what he hopes most now is that Liu Anguo can change his mind, and hopes that he will not go his own way, but as Liu Anguo entered the detention center, he found that the matter had reached the point of no return.

"What do you mean by that?" Luo Zhaoyang didn't expect the patriarch to give him such an answer, all this was beyond his expectations, if the patriarch didn't accept his one billion compensation, then it would be impossible for him to save Liu Anguo, Shen Gang's arrival would really make him lose his money and money, and he couldn't explain it to Zhao Weiming.

"What I mean is that I am not short of money, if you want me to let Liu Anguo go, I can tell you, that is impossible." The patriarch is not afraid of a showdown with Luo Zhaoyang, if Luo Zhaoyang didn't run fast yesterday, maybe Luo Zhaoyang wouldn't be able to see the sun today, but now that Luo Zhaoyang is gone and back, in the patriarch's opinion, the situation is different.

"That's really how you decided?" Luo Zhaoyang stood up suddenly, he glared at the patriarch, and then said coldly, he is not here to ask the patriarch now, but to negotiate with him, if it really doesn't work, he can only let Wang Jianhui appear, and use the army to sweep everything here, he doesn't believe that a small town can be compared with an army of millions.

In Lu Zhen, no one had ever made the patriarch afraid, let alone worried, let alone dared to threaten him, but now looking at Luo Zhaoyang's cold gaze, he began to hesitate, because Luo Zhaoyang's tone carried a threat in it, and it also made him feel a kind of fear, a kind of worry.

"No one can change my decision." The patriarch who pondered for a while said, his firm belief overcame the angry gaze that Luo Zhaoyang threw at him, and his more serious and sharper eyes gave Luo Zhaoyang an accurate reply.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll tell you clearly, now you have two ways, one is to accept the billion and withdraw all the contracts between you and Liu Anguo, and the second is that you kill Liu Anguo, and then let Commander Wang bring his troops over, and use your Luzhen as a training base, which has become the target of his shells." After Luo Zhaoyang finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, he knew that if he continued to talk like this, there would be no more results, and he would as well wait for Shen Gang's arrival, then he might as well use Wang Jianhui to bluff the patriarch, let him know that there is someone behind Liu Anguo.

"Stop!" The patriarch looked at Luo Zhaoyang, who was about to step out of the door, he suddenly roared, and with the roar of the voice, several big men who were originally guarding the door immediately stood up and blocked Luo Zhaoyang's way, and their fierce and vicious appearance made ordinary people feel afraid.

"What do you want to do? Now that I've analyzed the stakes for you, and you said that no one can change your decision, can't I go? Luo Zhaoyang turned around, and then said to the patriarch.

"In Luzhen, only I threaten others, no one can threaten me, you dare to speak so disrespectfully, it seems that you don't know how to write dead words." With a wave of the patriarch's hand, the big man behind him immediately rushed over, reaching out to grab Luo Zhaoyang, and when the hand of a big man in the middle of the period just touched Luo Zhaoyang, Luo Zhaoyang immediately reacted, and used a grabbing hand to put the man to the ground with lightning speed.

"Don't come too much, I'm not afraid of you, it's that I don't want to worry about you!" Luo Zhaoyang put it on the big man, quickly flashed to the side, and pointed to the few people who were about to catch up again, he knew that there should be no big problem in putting down these big men with his kung fu, but if he wanted to kill this Gong Jiabao, then Luo Zhaoyang thought that it was really a little difficult.

"Take it for me." Looking at the hesitation of his subordinates, the patriarch's brow furrowed, and after that second of hesitation, he spoke loudly again.

As the patriarch spoke, Luo Zhaoyang was surrounded, and when these big men rushed over, Luo Zhaoyang also found that more people began to pour in outside.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first, damn this has to be fought, if I am not killed, I will be exhausted to death." After Luo Zhaoyang blocked the onslaught of those big men, his eyes began to turn to the patriarch, and when the patriarch found that Luo Zhaoyang's eyes were not right, Luo Zhaoyang began to turn back, and the fast pace seemed to be just a blink of an eye, and he arrived in front of the patriarch.

And the patriarch didn't care about Luo Zhaoyang's transfer, because he didn't look down on Luo Zhaoyang's moves at all, and even more down on his ability, he dared to say such threatening words in front of him, which was enough to make him die, and now that Luo Zhaoyang was attacking him, he thought that Luo Zhaoyang was killing himself.

Luo Zhaoyang had seen the patriarch's skills, and the injury on Luo Yan's face had already let him know that this was a powerful character, and now that his people were stopped outside, he now only had two ways, one was to fight to the death to take down the patriarch, and the other way was to fight his way out of the encirclement, meet the three soldiers outside, and then seek help from the people in the city.

The former seems to be dangerous, but Luo Zhaoyang still has a fight, and the latter looks safe, but Luo Zhaoyang also knows that the reason why the patriarch can avoid half the sky here in Lu Town is not only because of the town, but also because of the city, and he is worried that he will be beaten to death by the patriarch's people before he runs out of this Lu Town.

The success of the negotiation is the result that Luo Zhaoyang hopes to see the most, but now judging from the attitude of the patriarch, this negotiation that Luo Zhaoyang thinks the patriarch cannot refuse.

Luo Zhaoyang recruited the patriarch to the vital point, but every move made the patriarch easily resolved, and his relaxed and calm expression made Luo Zhaoyang underestimate this old man, he was really a guy who was not old with a sword.

The patriarch's subordinates wanted to intervene and come in, but Luo Zhaoyang and the patriarch were already inextricably fighting, and the people who tried to come in and attack to help became Luo Zhaoyang's shield, and the two people who were hit by the patriarch fell down, they became watchers, and Luo Zhaoyang had to change from offense to defense, after all, the patriarch's moves were too sharp and too vicious.

Although the patriarch began to gain the upper hand, but the old saying goes: the fist is afraid of the young and the strong stick is afraid of the old wolf, although the patriarch's fierce attack made Luo Zhaoyang somewhat injured, but he still had no way to take Luo Zhaoyang down, as time went on, the patriarch began to be a little powerless, and Luo Zhaoyang's still powerful fist made the patriarch's strong momentum begin to slowly weaken.

"Ahh Luo Zhaoyang shouted, he suddenly jumped up, his bruised fist hit the patriarch directly from top to bottom, looking at the fierce Luo Zhaoyang, the patriarch put the Hoover in his hand horizontally, thinking about blocking Luo Yangyang's punch. But how could a small Hoover be able to block Luo Zhaoyang's fist so hard.

With Hoover's disconnection, Luo Zhaoyang's fist hit the patriarch's heart heavily, and it was also such a blow that made the patriarch's heart suddenly stop for so many seconds, and the blood supply stopped making the patriarch's chest feel suffocated, and the person followed and took a few steps back.

"You ......, you ......" The patriarch covered his chest, although he was only hit by Luo Zhaoyang's punch, but Luo Zhaoyang's punch was not only heavy, but the most important thing was that after letting the patriarch block like that, the fist deviated, which happened to hit the acupuncture point of the clan and the craftsman, making his valve close in an instant, it was precisely because of the tight closure of the qi that it was difficult for the patriarch to even speak at the moment.

"What's wrong with you?" Looking at Luo Zhaoyang's uncomfortable appearance as the patriarch, the hand that raised up and was about to attack again stopped, and asked a little incomprehensibly.

The patriarch leaned against the wall, holding his chest with one hand, while panting heavily, the subordinates of the Gong family saw the patriarch like this, and immediately rushed over to help, and for Luo Zhaoyang, who was about to step forward to inquire about the situation, their eyes looked like they were going to devour Luo Zhaoyang alive.

"Give me ......, give me ......" the patriarch said breathlessly, and when his hand was just raised, the patriarch's subordinates immediately attacked Luo Zhaoyang, because they didn't need the patriarch to finish his words to know that they were letting them kill Luo Zhaoyang.

"You're still here, your patriarch is going to die?" Luo Zhaoyang looked at the patriarch who was already unstable, and he said while coping, but his words made these people of the patriarch even more crazy.

There were more and more people, Luo Zhaoyang's hands began to be a little unable to react, and just when Luo Zhaoyang was holding his head to meet the wooden sticks of these people, suddenly a gunshot pierced the night sky, and all the wooden sticks that were raised high stopped in mid-air, and everyone's eyes turned to the door.

"Stop it all for me, and get me to the doctor right away." Ah Gong quickly rushed to the patriarch's side, and the still smoking gun in his hand was pointed at Luo Zhaoyang while shouting at his handpiece.

"You told you, you have to do it, do you want him to die?" Luo Zhaoyang said as he walked towards the patriarch, he didn't pay attention to Ah Gong's gun pointing at him, as if he wasn't worried about Ah Gong's gun.

Hearing Luo Zhaoyang say this, Ah Gong remembered that Luo Zhaoyang himself was a doctor, and the gun he raised slowly put down, looking at the patriarch's pale face, black lips, and closed eyes, he asked anxiously: "Doctor Luo, how is the patriarch?" ”