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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Like an Enemy

The situation was urgent, and Lin Qiang had no time to ask in detail. He followed Luo Yu into the car, and the car slowly drove out of the community and ran wildly on the wide avenue.

The car ran wildly outside the city. Lin Qiang turned around and looked at Luo Yu, who was sitting beside him, with a serious expression: "Sister Yu, where are we going?"

"Young Master Zhao has a leisure farm outside the city, and I can't go there a few times a year." Luo Yu said: "I know Young Master Zhao is still in the city in the afternoon, and I don't know why I have to go to the farm when I'm so late!"

"Is anyone going to deal with him?" Lin Qiang and Luo Yu exchanged a wink, and both felt the other party's heavy mood.

They are the people who are closest to Mr. Zhao, and they don’t know what happened. It can be imagined how serious the matter was this time!

"Don't think too much, there will be a road before the car arrives at the mountain." Lin Qiang comforted and said, "As long as people are fine, there are ways to solve the big things."

Luo Yu nodded silently. The RV ran all the way toward the undulating hills on the edge of the provincial capital.

Lin Qiang looked around the surrounding environment through the window and found that the direction of the RV was actually the Yueshan Mountains!

Looking at the expression on Lin Qiang's face, Luo Yu explained: "Earlier, Mr. Zhao bought a mountainous land on the tail of the Yueshan Mountains and built a leisure farm.

His land is not very big, but is used to entertain guests, entertain and hunt, which is incomparable to your five hundred hectares of land.”

"Young Master Zhao is the real elegant man. I got a piece of land and wanted to start some business~" As the two of them spoke, the RV had already crossed a simple road and drove into a flat mountain basin.

There are sparse or dense forests around them, with gurgling streams flowing along the mountain walls. Through a black pine forest, a square farm surrounded by tall walls appears in front of you.

The RV came to the heavy gate of the farm, and the driver pressed the horn a few times.

The door of the manor opened a gap, and two tough men in black suits and headsets walked out of the gap in the door and walked to the side of the RV.

"Young Master Zhao asked us to come." Luo Yu lowered the car window and said concisely.

A man said a few words in the headset, then returned to the front door and opened the door completely. The RV slowly drove into the farmyard and stopped in a corner.

"These two are not Mr. Zhao, and I have never seen them before." Luo Yu whispered, and Lin Qiang nodded in a subtle voice and said, "Don't be too far away from me, otherwise I won't care about you if something happens."

Luo Yu nodded silently and followed Lin Qiang out of the RV.

At this time, seven or eight cars were parked in the farmyard. There were black shadows flashing everywhere in the yard, showing a solemn atmosphere.

A man in his forties and fifties walked over quickly, came to Luo Yu and saluted her and said, "Miss Luo, Mr. Zhao asked me to take you in."

"Uncle Peng, I'm fine." Luo Yu nodded, and the expression on his face relaxed a little.

Lin Qiang looked at her face and knew that this was an acquaintance, and he also knew that nothing terrible happened here.

It's all under the control of Mr. Zhao.

Follow Uncle Peng through the crowded courtyard and arrive in front of the guest room lobby located in the middle of the farm.

Uncle Peng pushed the door open and a bright light came out. Lin Qiang had already seen Mr. Zhao in the room at a glance.

In the wide living room, all the decorations and furniture are made of logs on the ground, exuding a strong mountainous atmosphere. On the wall are hung with strings of sausages and air-dried meat slices, as well as several animal skeletons as decorations.

There was a wide wooden table in the middle of the room. Several people sat at the table and were silent. They could tell at a glance that they were all good players.

Mr. Zhao sat on the solid wood sofa against the wall on the side of the hall, holding a cigar in his mouth. The heavy smoke made his face a little difficult to see, and he didn't know what his expression was now.

Uncle Peng brought people in, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Qiang and the other three. Uncle Peng took a few steps towards Mr. Zhao and whispered: "Young Master, the guest is here."

Mr. Zhao looked up and saw Lin Qiang following Uncle Peng at a glance.

He suddenly stood up from the sofa, walked to Lin Qiang and held his arm, and whispered: "Come with me."

"Young Master Zhao." Luo Yu, who was following Lin Qiang, greeted her. You nodded to her: "You sit down first, and you will talk about it later if you have something to do."

Luo Yu nodded and sat down at the seat where Mr. Zhao had just sat.

Mr. Zhao took Lin Qiang through the hall to a long corridor behind the hall, and walked in with Lin Qiang.

There were several tall bodyguards standing in the corridor. When they saw someone coming in, everyone became alert in an instant, and someone had already reached their hands to their waists.

Seeing that it was Mr. Zhao coming in, the few people relaxed again and made a passage to let Mr. Zhao and Lin Qiang go there.

When he arrived at the last closed door, Mr. Zhao knocked on him twice, then pushed the door in. After Lin Qiang followed him in, Mr. Zhao quickly closed the door with his backhand.

The room was empty, with only one person leaning on a comfortable recliner with a blanket on it.

Lin Qiang looked closely and saw that this was a young man with a pretty face. He looked not old last year, with a fair face, pale and a hint of pathology.

Although he is tall and looks very explosive, he is now like an injured tiger and has no combat power.

When the young man heard someone coming in, he opened his squinting eyes and looked at Lin Qiang behind Mr. Zhao, and then looked at Mr. Zhao.

"This is Lu Feng, my cousin." Mr. Zhao looked at Lin Qiang, and then introduced: "This is Lin Qiang, my good brother. He is a good doctor. I will take him to treat you."

"Cousin?" Lin Qiang's eyebrows jumped and he glanced at Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao nodded: "I told you before."

Lin Qiang instantly remembered that once Mr. Zhao told him about his family situation, and mentioned several of his cousins.

Although there is no detailed explanation, Lin Qiang can see from Mr. Zhao that Mr. Zhao’s cousin,

They must be amazing and powerful characters!

At that time, Mr. Zhao also said that several cousins ​​were in a competitive relationship with him.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qiang could actually meet a legendary character in Mr. Zhao’s farm tonight!

"Check the disease first." Lin Qiang nodded politely to the other party, then walked to Lu Feng, pulled a small stool and sat down. Lu Feng looked ugly and nodded at Lin Qiang: "It's Doctor Lin, I'm working hard."

"You are in a loss of blood. Have you suffered some external injuries?" Just after a glance, Lin Qiang had already seen something wrong with Lu Feng. Mr. Zhao said from the side: "Lu Feng was slashed in the back of the waist and his injuries are very serious."

Lin Qiang was shocked, reached out to help Lu Feng up, rolled up the clothes on Lu Feng's back and took a closer look.

I saw a thick piece of white gauze wrapped around Lu Feng’s waist, and blood stains were vaguely seeping out of the gauze, forming a slender blood line, which looked very miserable!

"This is a temporary bandaged wound, and it didn't stop bleeding." Lin Qiang frowned, smelled it hard, and his face changed slightly: "No, is there something applied to the other party's weapon? How could he smell the smell of rotten medicine?"

"Hurry up and help me deal with it." Mr. Zhao said with a serious expression: "You are right. Now the key is to control the injury and not cause any adverse consequences. After the treatment, I have something to discuss with you."

Lu Feng looked at Lin Qiang strangely, and then looked at Mr. Zhao: "Why, Lin Qiang is not just a doctor?"

"You can't stop your curiosity at any time." Mr. Zhao looked at Lu Feng with dissatisfaction: "Shut up your mouth and don't talk nonsense. When you arrive on my territory, just listen to my arrangements honestly and don't make trouble!"

"Can you do it?" Lu Feng finally shut up and stopped talking when he saw Mr. Zhao's knife-like eyes.

Lin Qiang listened to the conversation between the two brothers and had roughly guessed the situation they were in. He didn't say much, but just looked at Mr. Zhao: "Are there any basic first aid supplies?"

"Yes." Mr. Zhao walked to the corner of the house, carried a large silver-white box, and put it on the table and opened it: "The farm always has first aid tools and basic medicines.

But Lu Feng's injury... I didn't dare to treat him, I just bandaged it for a while and waited for you to come and deal with it."
Chapter completed!
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