dandy city lord

Chapter 115 Ruthless!
Yang Hu shook his head and walked to the desk: "Tell me everything you three know at once! Let me listen more."

He sat down and unfolded the paper, picked up the pen and began to write.

The big man Liu next to him looked at Luo Jiang and Luo Ming, and began to speak.

The study was quiet, only the rustling of Yang Hu's writing, and Liu Dazi's calm narration. After he narrated, it was Luo Ming, and Luo Jiang added some during the period.

time flies.

After going back and forth like this, it was approaching dusk, and the pen in Yang Hu's hand gradually slowed down, and a strange rosiness appeared on his pale face.

After writing the last word, Yang Hu put down the pen and picked up the fifty pages of paper and handed it to Fatty Luo, and said in a hoarse voice: "If these things are finished within one year, our three-year period has come, maybe The chances will be great. The clean-up movement will be bigger. What is needed in the city will be kept, and what is not needed will be eliminated directly.”

As Yang Hu said, the rosiness on his face began to fade, and it turned pale in an instant, and Liu Dazi, who was next to him, felt his heart tighten. The injury of the city lord was more serious than expected.

Luo Jiang also squinted his eyes and asked Yang Hu, "Can you do it?"

Yang Hu raised his hand to stop his nonsense: "Remember, when doing these things, you must find the most trustworthy person to do it. It is best to overturn the city, this is our foundation, and it will be difficult to deal with moths. .”

"I'll go back to rest for a while, and then I will come to integrate the troops. The loss this time is not big, which is a good thing, and it's not a good thing. You have to know it yourself."

cough!
Yang Hu let out a dry cough, opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of dark purple blood, wiped off the blood with his mouth open and said in a hateful voice: "Tang Xiaoshuai."

He looked up at Fatty Luo: "I'm going first, everything I have to say is inside, you can figure it out yourself."

He nodded to Mr. Liu, who stepped forward to help Yang Hu, who was weak, and quickly walked out of the study. Mr. Liu's growl came from outside, waiting for the blind man, monkey, Bai Ling, Protect Yang Hu and rush to the camp, gather all the soldiers in Lincheng, and return to Lincheng overnight.

In the study, Luo Jiang couldn't help showing admiration in his eyes. He could see Yang Hu's injury more clearly than anyone else. It was a question of whether another person could survive and come back, but this guy resisted forcefully.

It didn't fall until things were arranged properly.

Standing on the spot and thinking for a while, Luo Jiang sat down and began to check the paper Yang Hu handed him.

His calm face began to change with the lines. Luo Jiang looked at it very carefully, read it roughly, and then turned around and began to read it word by word.

until late at night.

Then he sighed lightly: "This dude is really better than me."

He handed the paper in his hand to Luo Ming: "Uncle Ming, do it according to this! Take down all those who resist."

Luo Ming respectfully took the paper and exited the study.

From the next day, the soldiers who had just returned from a day's rest received new orders and began to thoroughly investigate Luoman City.

A bloody storm swept through Luoman City!

……

Yang Hu, who left Luoman City overnight, passed out after traveling less than ten miles with the support of General Liu.

Commander Liu ordered Bai Ling to lead the team back to Lincheng at full speed. He, the blind man, monkey, Liu Yi, Wang Hong and others rushed back to Lincheng first with Yang Hu on their backs.

The wind was so fast that Liu Dabazi and others rushed back to Lincheng at full speed. It was not until noon the next day that they rushed into Lincheng with the unconscious Yang Hu on their backs.

Immediately, Bai Zijing's brigade mobilized 50 people to guard the mansion.

All the servants in the mansion were sent out of the mansion.

The women's army that Murong Yu had just pulled up was also driven into the camp.

Yang Hu was lying on the bed with a pale face like a dead man.

The clothes had already been removed, and Liu Da found two old farmers, one with a red face and one with a gloomy face, who had just entered the room to check Yang Hu's injuries.

A crowd of people waited around.

Just seeing the five sunken palm prints stacked on Yang Hu's chest, the foreheads of the two old farmers began to ooze fine sweat, and they yelled at Big Brother Liu: "Kick him out."

With a sullen face, Liu stepped forward and invited Murong Yu, Bai Ying, and that blind Su Wanrong out.

The two old farmers came forward to check Yang Hu's injury carefully, and after a whole incense stick, they looked up at each other, and said to Mr. Liu, "I'm not sure. The injury is too serious, and after a few days, the strength of the palm is gone. It has melted into flesh and veins, and it is very difficult to drive it out, and his sternum is broken...I'm afraid..."

Liu said with a cold face: "There's nothing wrong with it. Let go and heal his wounds, he won't die."

The two old farmers wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and said the names of dozens of herbs: "Find them as soon as possible. Fire, hot water, and clean soft cloths, all ready."

Big boss Liu nodded to Liu Si who was outside the door, and Liu Si turned and ran out of the mansion.

The blind man and the monkey also quickly turned and walked away to prepare.

The two old farmers didn't have time to watch their performance, so they took out a small bag with knives, scissors and needles. The red-faced old man said to the dark-faced old man, "I'll open it up, and you take out all the broken bones."

The dark-faced old man just nodded without saying a word.

The two stepped forward, the sharp knife in the red-faced old man's hand had just touched Yang Hu's skin, and his arm suddenly couldn't move.

His arm was only held by Yang Hu.

Glancing at Yang Hu who was still closed in horror, the corners of the red-faced old man's eyes twitched violently, and said to the dark-faced old man: "He still has himself. No way."

"I'm afraid I'll hurt him if I do it." Sweat rolled down the old man's forehead, and he growled in a low voice: "How can this dude have such willpower?"

The old man in red flicked his wrist, and Yang Hu opened his eyes and coughed: "Heal the wound, heal the wound, just cut the belly open."

Seeing Yang Hu wake up, Master Liu hurried forward: "City Master, these are my two old brothers, who are proficient in internal and external injuries..."

Yang Hu struggled to sit up, and glanced at the knives they placed beside him: "Got it. Get things ready first, and I'll do it myself later."

As he spoke, he smiled at the two old men, and reached out to pick up the things they brought.

The gloomy-faced old man watched Yang Hu toss and turn in his private room, his face turned gloomy, and said coldly: "You mean we don't need to do anything, then I'll leave."

The old man had a big temper, so he packed up his things and turned to leave the room.

Yang Hu didn't stop him either, and Liu ate his bowl of rice, opening and closing his mouth.

The red-faced old man looked at Yang Hu, then at Big Hand Liu, shook his head and said, "Old Liu, is it worth it?"

Liu Dabai lowered his head and was silent for a while, then raised his head and said to him, "Look for yourself."

Murong Yu and Bai Ying, who was holding Xiao Bao, stood at the door, watching Yang Hu pretending to be dead, Murong Yu said coldly to Yang Hu, "Don't take other people's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs."

Yang Hu cracked his mouth, looked up at Murong Yu and said with a chuckle, "I'm just not used to others using knives on me."

His words made the red-faced old man's eyes burst into two bright lights.

The monkey rushed in from outside the door, holding the items to be used in his hands, saw Yang Hu sitting by the bed, and called out in a low voice: "City Lord, you are awake!"

Yang Hu nodded to him, took a clean towel, picked up the sharp horn knife of the red-faced old man, twisted it in his palm, and pulled a cut along the chest from top to bottom.

Although there was an unrelenting smile on his face, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

Everyone inside and outside the door looked horrified.

(End of this chapter)