I saw the middle-aged soldier who just walked down, holding a machine gun in his hand and shooting into the sky.
"Whoever refuses to give way, I will kill him today!" The unique momentum of the soldiers suppressed everyone, and the armed police comrades on the left and right quickly stepped aside.
Qiao Yunjia walked a few steps and suddenly remembered something. He turned and pointed at the policeman squatting on the ground and shouted: "You, lead the way. If you have any questions, ask your leader to come and tell me!"
The policeman now understood that this old man was definitely not ordinary, not ordinary. If he dared to lead people to shoot guns in a busy city, he was either a coward or his head was caught in the door.
Under the obedient guidance of the police officer, the group quickly arrived at the inpatient department in the third building and went up to Zhou Yang's ward.
Outside the intensive care unit, there was a row of armed police with live ammunition standing. After the police came up, he quickly walked in front and opened the ward. At the same time, he immediately walked out and reported the matter to his superiors.
Xiaowei and Liu Man burst into tears after seeing Zhou Yang's pale, paper-like face. Qiao Yunjia frowned and saw Zhou Yang in a coma, with shackles on his hands and feet, and immediately became furious.
Come out! He waved his hand and asked Huzi and others to go out first.
After the ward became quiet, Qiao Yunjia felt Zhou Yang's pulse. After a long time, Gukong behind him whispered: "Royal Leader, how is Zhou Yang?"
Qiao Yunjia took back his right hand and frowned: "I can't tell, it seems I still have to ask Mr. Hua to come over!"
Just as he turned around, a middle-aged man with a big belly walked in, followed by his brother, the policeman.
"Who fired the gun just now? Who barged in?" The man put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly, his momentum was extraordinary!
Qiao Yunjia turned around, glanced at this person, and half-squinted his eyes: "Who are you?"
"I am Wang Haitian, director of the Guangzhou Public Security Bureau. Do you know who is on the hospital bed? Is it a terrorist? A murderer... Who gave you the right..."
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the director, who was still introducing himself and boasting, was slapped against the wall by Qiao Yunjia.
The chief was still awake. Qiao Yunjia looked at the trembling policeman: "He is not qualified to talk to me. If you are dissatisfied, ask Guang Qingyuan to come and talk to me!"
Guangqingyuan...
After hearing this, the policeman almost fainted.
At this time, Qiao Yunjia said again: "Langjiu, show him your ID. If he still doesn't recognize you, just follow our rules!"
Langjiu nodded and handed over the small notebook he was carrying.
After looking at it, the policeman felt weak all over. He returned the small notebook with trembling hands and saluted Qiao Yunjia: "Yes... I'm sorry, we made a mistake. Chief, chief, please take your time and read it. I'll do it first."
out!"
After saying that, he dragged the half-conscious Chief out.
Qiao Yunjia walked out of the ward, glanced at Xiaowei and Liu Man, and then said to Huzi: "You should go back to Beijiang. After setting up a small club, you still need someone to take care of it. I will take care of you here. Don't worry, as long as Zhou
Yang is still breathing, so I can revive him!"
After hearing Qiao Yunjia's words, Huzi and others were anxious but there was nothing they could do. Mr. Qiao was right, the family still had to watch.
"Okay, Grandpa Qiao, I'll leave it to you here." After Huzi finished speaking, he was about to leave, when Xiaowei and Liuman came out.
"Grandpa Qiao, I...we want to stay here!"
A trace of sadness flashed in Wang Shanshan's eyes next to her, and she silently turned around and left without making a sound.
After Huzi and others left, Qiao Yunjia quickly contacted Mr. Hua, and then waited outside the ward.
Thinking that the ICU ward was a sterile ward and could not provide care, Xiaowei and Liuman found a resting place near the hospital.
When it got dark, Guang Qingyuan, dressed casually, appeared in the corridor with a young man.
For some unknown reason, all the armed police who had been guarding the area evacuated, and the chief didn't cause any trouble.
Guang Qingyuan walked directly to Qiao Yunjia and said softly with a smile: "Mr. Qiao, it's better to see you after hearing about your name for a long time. Hello!"
"Secretary Guang, your news is still relatively slow!" Qiao Yunjia nodded and shook hands symbolically.
In fact, this is not the case. Guang Qingyuan got the news when Qiao Yunjia entered Guang City. But he has been hesitant about coming over because... Zhou Yang killed his son after all!
Mr. Qiao laughed loudly at this time: "You are a good official, you can tell just by your courage to face my disciple!"
Guang Qingyuan nodded: "It's my bastard who failed to live up to his expectations. No wonder Zhou Yang. How is he doing now?"
"It's not clear yet, we won't know until tomorrow. By the way, Secretary Guang, I have a little thing to trouble you about. Are you going to let that Qing Gang gangster be so rampant under your nose?" Qiao Yunjia said with deep meaning.
Guang Qingyuan was stunned, thought for a moment, and said calmly: "Mr. Qiao, can we change the topic?"
Hearing this, Qiao Yunjia took a deep look at Guang Qingyuan and seemed to understand something.
On the way back to Beijiang, Wang Shanshan and Po Jun were in another car. While driving, Po Jun would turn his head and look around him from time to time, and softly comforted: "Gang leader, don't be sad..."
This woman who had never been timid in front of thousands of men was crying like a child today. Po Jun knew why she was sad. She knew that in Wang Shanshan's heart, her relationship with Zhou Yang had always been a scar. Every time
When she comes to Beijiang, her scar will be uncovered once.
Today, in front of Mr. Qiao, Wang Shanshan didn't say a word, and Mr. Qiao was Zhou Yang's master and elder. Wang Shanshan was like air in his eyes, how could he not be sad?
At this time, both the Huaxing Society and the Wolf Society had basically stabilized. Under the pressure of the violent machine, they were quietly hiding in their shelters and did not dare to come out to show off.
The next day, Qiao Yunjia asked Langjiu and Gu Kong to go out. He asked the doctor to move Zhou Yang to a higher-level ward, and stood alone beside the bed.
He had a feeling that Zhou Yang's situation this time was more serious than before.
At this time, an old man in green robes with pigtails on the back of his head walked to the door. When he saw Qiao Yunjia inside, the old man opened the door and walked in.
Seeing the person coming, the clouds on Mr. Qiao's face lifted slightly and he said, "Mr. Hua, are you here?"
Mr. Hua nodded and frowned: "What's going on?"
Qiao Yunjia looked at Zhou Yang's pale face and said: "As far as I know, before my disciple was caught, no, to be precise, before he fainted, he killed hundreds of gangsters, including one
A master with peak strength in the Xuan Realm."
"According to what I know about him, if he didn't have huge hatred, he wouldn't have done such a vicious thing, and he wouldn't have turned his murderous intention on those little gangsters!"
After a pause, Qiao Yunjia frowned again and said: "The police also said that when they saw Zhou Yang, he looked very scary. His whole eyes were red, and he couldn't even see the pupils!"
"Huh?" Mr. Hua frowned.
Without saying anything else, he walked directly to Zhou Yang, opened his eyelids and took a look, then pulled up Zhou Yang's clothes. When he saw Zhou Yang's pale complexion, he stretched out his hand on Zhou Yang's belly.
Pinch it.
"Mr. Qiao, I'm afraid your disciple has gone crazy!"
boom!
Qiao Yunjia trembled all over and couldn't believe it: "How... how is it possible? My disciple is upright, how could he go crazy? This is impossible, senior, you must see clearly!"
Hearing this, Mr. Hua pointed at Zhou Yang's belly and said calmly: "He is already in the middle stage of the Xuan Realm. He can kill a kid in the late stage of the Xuan Realm, and he can continue to kill more than a hundred people. This is beyond common sense.
If you look at his skin, it is pale and bloodless, loose and not tight, he is still a young man!"
"How do you say it?" Qiao Yunjia asked.
"There is no blood color on the body and the skin is loose, which proves that the energy and blood in his body have been excessively consumed. Just like the star-absorbing ** in ancient times, when a person's skill and energy and blood are all gone, he will start to age or die directly. You just
The child may have been stimulated, which triggered the demonic barrier in his body, and his murderous and violent energy suppressed his character, which is why he is so bloodthirsty!"
After listening, Qiao Yunjia was extremely shocked. According to what the senior said and combined with his understanding, it is entirely possible that Zhou Yang was in this situation. He went crazy... What a terrifying thing for an ancient warrior!
"Then, senior, can you cure my disciple?" Mr. Qiao asked in a low voice.
Hua Lao thought for a while, shook his head and sighed: "Since ancient times, there has been a saying of people who are possessed by evil spirits, but there are very few people who are truly possessed by evil spirits. But once they step into the evil path, they will be beyond redemption. It is hard to say whether I can cure him, but the key is
Look at himself. If he can wake up, he will be able to cross this hurdle, which will be of great benefit to his future cultivation. If he can't wake up..."
Mr. Qiao was anxious: "What's wrong with not waking up?"
"Maybe this is the end of his life!" Mr. Hua said lightly. But in Mr. Qiao's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue.
Ending here? How is it possible? Zhou Yang is less than twenty years old! He is born with strong bones, and with such qualifications, he may even become the next generation of Dragon Soul Lord! This... Mr. Qiao doesn't dare to think about it anymore!
"Senior, I beg you, you must heal my disciple, I..."
"Mr. Qiao, you have lived for more than a century. This kind of thing should be taken lightly. Life and death are determined by destiny, and wealth is in heaven. I said, I will try my best. Whether I can wake up depends on your disciple himself!" Mr. Hua
Said lightly.
After finishing speaking, Mr. Qiao was silent for a long time, and finally he let out a sigh of relief: "That's all, there are times in life where you can't escape. This kid, with his good fortune and good fortune, will definitely be able to survive!"