Matsui Ichiro did not answer Tian, ​​but looked in the direction where Zhao Youliang and the other two were hiding with a puzzled expression.

They had clearly sensed something.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Youliang's mind raced, and he quickly reached out and pinched the big yellow dog's butt hard.

The big yellow dog, in pain, howled and charged out of the bushes.

Upon seeing that it was just a dog, Matsui Ichiro looked away and followed Mr. Tian into the villa.

Seeing that the crisis was over, Zhao Youliang breathed a long sigh of relief, but immediately sensed that something bad was about to happen.

They hurriedly waved their hands at the big yellow dog that had turned back, its eyes filled with anger.

"Brother Dog, Brother Dog, don't hit me! Let me explain!"

As I said before: if explanations were effective, what would we need the police for?

The big yellow dog didn't want to listen to Zhao Youliang's nonsense. It barked and pounced on him, giving him a good beating in the face.

Although the pain was intense, Zhao Youliang was worried that his screams would be heard by the people in the villa, so he could only try his best to endure it.

The big yellow dog thought it hadn't hit hard enough, so it increased its strength.

Due to the misunderstanding, Zhao Youliang was beaten particularly badly this time.

Zhao Youliang was only helped up by Liao Zhiyuan after the big yellow dog got tired of beating him.

To ease the awkward atmosphere, Liao Zhiyuan could only make small talk: "Liang, Brother Quantum, you're really good at enduring it, you don't even complain when you get beaten up like this."

"If it were me, I wouldn't have been able to hold on!"

Zhao Youliang: "......"

"Well, Xiao Liao, that's enough for today, let's head back first."

"By the way, give the organization a call and tell them that old bastard Matsui Ichiro is hiding here!"

"Mmm!" Liao Zhiyuan quickly agreed, supporting Zhao Youliang, whose face was bruised and swollen and whose lips were like sausages, and walked outside.

On his way home in a taxi, Liao Zhiyuan reported the matter to the "organization".

The organization's response was quite unexpected: they told Liao Zhiyuan that the person on Matsui Ichiro's body was merely a projection of "Xingya Guanyin" and that they should deal with it themselves.

"Wow, they trust us that much again?!"

"A projection alone can contend with a small wooden sword? We can't possibly handle it!"

"Isn't this just making it harder for me to get revenge?!"

Despite his inner complaints, Zhao Youliang chose to resolutely obey orders.

At the same time, the relationship between Tian, ​​Matsui Ichiro, and the stranger was also analyzed.

The company where Zhao Wenzi works should be a Japanese-owned enterprise.

Mr. Tian is a senior executive in China, the stranger is a superior sent by Japan to conduct the inspection, and Ichiro Matsui is probably a company director or something similar.

By the time Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan returned to the hospital, it was already getting cold.

I happened to have bought breakfast for my adoptive father and brought it back with me.

Upon entering, I saw my adoptive father, Zhao Li, with a sorrowful face and turbid tears streaming down his face.

Seeing this, Zhao Youliang was heartbroken and quickly squatted down in front of the old man, asking in a trembling voice.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Tell me what's wrong quickly!"

Seeing Zhao Youliang was like seeing a pillar of support for Zhao Li.

"Quantity, quantum... the doctor said if your sister doesn't wake up within two weeks, she might become a vegetable..."

"Ah?!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang was extremely anxious and immediately thought of the only divine doctor he knew, namely Bai Wuwei, the head of the Bai family.

Thinking of Bai Wuwei, Zhao Youliang immediately thought of the bottle of pills that the man had given him.

A sudden inspiration struck him, and he immediately realized that the medicine was for his younger sister!

Upon realizing this, Zhao Youliang quickly took out the medicine and gave it to Zhao Wenzi with warm water.

Inspired by the fact that the young general's medicine bottles were all antiques, one would naturally know that the old immortal Bai's were as well.

He carefully put the medicine bottle away—what if he could sell it for money?

It's perfect timing to pay off the mortgage... To be honest, I really don't know where I'll make the mortgage payment this month...

As it turns out, Bai Wuwei, this great physician, never disappoints.

Less than half an hour after taking the pill, Zhao Wenzi actually woke up.

Seeing this, the family of three embraced and wept for a long time.

Seeing this, Liao Zhiyuan felt embarrassed to disturb them, so he voluntarily left the ward.

Upon reaching the entrance, one can see the three figures—the Civil and Military Judges and the Shackled General—squatting listlessly at the end of the corridor, through the Yin-Yang passage.

Those were the three sent by the City Goddess.

After a moment's hesitation, I decided to go up and say hello.

"This junior, Liao Zhiyuan, a disciple of the Xinbazi School, pays respects to the three seniors."

Perhaps unaware of Liao Zhiyuan's family background, the three great demons simply snorted casually as if they knew.

Liao Zhiyuan was quite embarrassed by the situation and could only continue to make small talk.

"You three seniors are truly kind people, having secretly protected Quantum Brother's father all this time."

"Thank you on behalf of Quantum Bro!"

Hearing Liao Zhiyuan's words, the three big ghosts felt disgusted and thought to themselves.

Who's secretly protecting that kid's dad? He's not our dad!

We're so free, we secretly protect Dad and play around with him!

If we could go back now and not have to explain ourselves to the City God, we would have left long ago!

Although Liao Zhiyuan couldn't guess what the three big ghosts were thinking, he realized something was wrong when he saw their increasingly aggrieved eyes.

So he quickly smiled sheepishly and excused himself, slowly retreating towards the door of the ward.

Just then, a chilling wind suddenly swept through, clearly indicating that another ghost had arrived.

Seeing this, Liao Zhiyuan couldn't help but chuckle to himself: Whose ghost is so foolish as to cause trouble in front of the civil and military judges and the shackled general?

Does this count as voluntarily turning himself in? Could he get a "reduction in sentence"? Haha!

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