When he heard the name Ouyang Pianzuo, Sun Desheng narrowed his eyes. He glanced at the chaqianzi who could not move, and then said to Lao Yang: "Brother, settle the score clearly. Lao Yang, you can't enter the ghost market. If I get any Guangyuan Mingjian for you, do you also want to express your feelings?"

Lao Yang came to bargain with Fatty Sun this time. He did not hesitate at all, and stretched out a finger at Sun Desheng and said, "Change it once, as long as you have something to do with me, one sentence..."

Sun Desheng said a little dissatisfied: "What does it mean to change it at a time? It's so unfamiliar, as if Lao Yang, don't help me, I won't help you. Then, I owe you where you are. I have a small thing in front of you. Do you see the little brother lying on the bed? My buddy is soft-hearted and I can't bear to suffer like this again..."

Old Yang knew who was lying on the hospital bed and could not move. He shook his head and said to Sun Desheng: "This is the person sent by Director Wu. Do you ask me to treat him? The person who lies and cannot move will be replaced by me... Besides, Da Sage, you have found the wrong person. The job of saving people is Yang Jun, and I am good at giving them away. If you ask me to kill someone, it is just a matter of blowing them. But saving people is an amateur..."

When Lao Yang refused to submit, Fat Sun didn't force him. He smiled and took out the phone and called a number. After answering, he said, "Director Ouyang, why did you hear that you have arrived in Jiuhe? What do you mean by surveillance? Although I won't be a leader, I should also care about you, the old senior. It's not me that I have a few friends in Jiuhe... There are also people in Guishi City. Didn't Jiuhe Laosan hear about it? Yes, he received a set of six-eared underworld weapons in the Guishi City last month. Should I ask him to help you pass the level..." Fat Sun looked at Lao Yang with a smile while making a phone call.

This white-haired man named Lao Yang looked at Fatty Sun with a smile at the beginning. But when he heard the fat man talking about Nie Lao San, the smile on his face began to be a little stiff. Later, when Sun Desheng mentioned the six-eared underworld weapon, the muscles in the corners of Lao Yang's eyes began to tremble irregularly.

Just as Fatty Sun started to search for the contact address of his friend Nie Laosan, Lao Yang walked to Che Qianzi. He directly removed the quilt from the Taoist priest, and then unplugged the various tubes inserted into him.

After seeing Lao Yang's actions, Fatty Sun hung up the phone with a smile and said, "Old Yang, you are still in love with me, you know that you are weak-hearted and you can't see me, the little brother, suffer in the hospital bed..."

"Sage, you may have misunderstood something." Old Yang looked up at Sun Desheng, smiled shyly, and continued: "It is the worst choice for me to save him. My ability has never been to save people..."

While speaking, Lao Yang reached out and tapped Che Qianzi's forehead gently. The moment the fingertips touched his forehead, a huge pain came. The Taoist priest who was already dying could not stand it and squirted out a mouthful of blood. Then his eyes went dark and he fell into a coma again.

It would be fine if I didn't save him, but why did I send the car away as soon as I tried? Although Fatty Sun was a little guilty, he didn't show any strangeness on his expression. He smiled and said to Lao Yang, "It's not me that you are trying to save trouble, are you going to send him away? Lao Yang, if you do this, we will be hurting our friendship."

The white-haired man ignored Fatty Sun. His fingers scratched the throat of Che Qianzi and tweaked it gently here. Che Qianzi, who was originally in a coma, suffered another severe pain, as if someone had torn his neck. This pain made him wake up instantly. Looking at the shy old Yang in front of him, he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of white foam...

Lao Yang ignored the young man. While scratching his finger at Che Qianzi's heart, he said to Fatty Sun: "Director Wu broke the bones on the main part of his body before. If he had been resting like this, he would have recovered almost in three to five years. Apart from being often dizzy, occasionally strokes, and uncontrollable urine and defecation, it is no different from an ordinary old man in his 80s.

Since you have spoken, I will give up too. But you kid are going to suffer a little. I will break his bones again and then use means to heal them quickly. But it’s just healing, dizziness, stroke and incontinence. I can’t do anything about it…”

At this time, Fatty Sun's expression was a little unnatural. He originally thought that Wu Rendi would just let this young man lie on the hospital bed for a year or two. He didn't expect that he would be so scared. This was not Director Wu's previous style. When did he act so ruthlessly? No, this was not what his father-in-law meant...

At this moment, Fatty Sun smiled and said to Lao Yang: "What Director Wu means? Or are you worried about treating this little brother and making him unhappy? This time I will leave some tricks in private, so I will have a remark in the future. It's not me that you don't have to do this, Lao Yang, you don't have to save his life..."

When Fatty Sun spoke, Lao Yang's finger had already reached Che Qianzi's chest. As long as he clicked it gently, the young man would suffer another pain of life worse than death. He could even make a mistake and send the young Taoist priest away directly. As long as he said that he was a mistake, Fatty Sun could not do anything to him. As for the Guangyuan Mingjian, he could also wait until Ouyang left to get it and use his means to "take it" over.

Hearing Sun Desheng telling his thoughts, Lao Yang hesitated for a moment. At this moment, his hand was already pressing on Che Qianzi's heart, waiting to see how to exert force later...

Fatty Sun had turned around and couldn't bear to see the car Qianzi suffer any more. Then a scream came from behind. Hearing the movement, the little Taoist priest was seriously injured. Sun Desheng sighed and turned around to let Lao Yang stop, but was stunned by the scene in front of him. He saw the baby-faced white-haired man slumped on the ground with blood on his body, and the car Qianzi, who should not be able to move, had already stood up.

At this time, Lao Yang also had a look of surprise on his face. Every pore in his body was bleeding. He wanted to get up from the ground several times, but the strength seemed to be pulled away, and he couldn't use any strength...

At this time, Che Qianzi was naked, staring at Lao Yang with empty eyes, muttering something, but Fatty Sun couldn't even hear a word clearly.

Lao Yang was wrong again? This young man named Che Qianzi did it? It’s impossible. If a hundred young people like this are tied together, they will not be Lao Yang’s opponent. Even a smart person like Sun Desheng would never have thought that this would happen.

Could it be that Director Wu has arrived and can't stand Lao Yang's small movements, so he taught him a lesson? It's impossible...

Just when Fatty Sun couldn't figure it out, Che Qianzi turned around and walked towards him. While walking, he continued to mutter words that he couldn't understand at all...

"Little brother, it's not me. You heard it just now. We are on the same front." Fatty Sun continued to say to Che Qianzi while rubbing towards the door of the ward: "This is all Yang Xiao's own meaning. I swear..."

Before he could finish his words, Che Qianzi had already arrived. His mouth was pressed against the fat man's ear. At this time, Sun Desheng finally heard clearly what the man said: "Don't bully... I am him... the guardian god... who bullies him... death..."

When he said this, Che Qianzi rolled his eyes and fainted in front of Fatty Sun again.
Chapter completed!