"Not only that, I also know why, although Lao Zhao took the medication and his emotions were affected and fluctuated, he didn't actually take any action."
"It's all because of the flower cookies I brought from home!"
Bingo! You're right!
Yan Miao's eyes lit up; she hadn't expected her second master to have guessed this.
Seeing her surprise, the second master proudly raised his chin and said, "Miaomiao has planted many healthy flowers and herbs in the yard. Those flowers and herbs can be used as medicine or as vegetables."
"Hehe, my family has a sweet tooth, so they often have Wang Ma crush the flowers to make flower cakes when they have nothing to do. They also always bring some for Lao Zhao and the others. It's finally come in handy!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
He roared to the sky, like a great hero saving people in a martial arts drama, and the other two lackeys lived up to expectations and came over.
"Old Yan, it's my fault for not recognizing good things. When you brought them over and said they could improve your health, we didn't believe you at all."
"Just for this flower cake, we're brothers for life, as inseparable as iron!"
"Old Yan, could you bring a couple more of those flower cakes with you next morning? I'll never think of them as something only women eat again; I'll definitely eat them all up."
"I must say, it tastes pretty good..."
"Go away, go away! Now you know it's precious? No way! One per person per day at most, no more!"
The second uncle slowly sat down in the chair, and his two lackeys immediately served him tea and water, massaged his back, and fawned over him to the extreme.
On the other side, however, was a completely different scene.
"You like harvesting organs, huh? I'll let you do it!"
The short man on the bed was fast asleep, so Zhao Guoqiang picked up his spiked club and smashed it down on his stomach.
"Ahhhh—"
The dwarf was jolted awake by the force of the blow.
Upon opening my eyes, I was greeted by a French-style plaster-trimmed ceiling, an incredibly luxurious crystal chandelier, and white lace curtains, with a sweet feminine fragrance filling the air.
Unfamiliar surroundings, unfamiliar memories.
"Where am I?! Aaaaaah—"
He was hit in the stomach again, and let out a pig-like scream. Finally, he remembered where he was!
It's the Zhao family!
"Ahhhh—"
"Scream? This little pain is nothing! When you wanted to harvest my dad's organs, did you ever think about how much pain he felt too!"
Zhao Guoqiang transformed into a ruthless executioner, mercilessly swinging his spiked club. Screams echoed throughout the room, alarming the servants.
"Madam, what happened inside?"
"Don't worry about it, they're just a few petty thieves. I'll call the police myself after I'm done dealing with them."
"Okay... please be careful, sir."
The maid answered through the door and turned to go back to her room.
She wasn't worried at all. As long as her husband was in the room, he would be fine. With his physique, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was comparable to Wu Song!
When Zhao Guoqiang got tired of beating people, he used the spiked club as a crutch, leaning his whole body against it. "Miaomiao, can we call the police now? I feel better."
He thought that Yan Miao had stopped them at first because she wanted to teach them a lesson.
No, no...
...
Outside the mental hospital.
The tall, gray-white building stands in the suburbs, surrounded by desolation. Even if someone were to be tortured here, no one would hear it.
This location was chosen very deliberately!
What should we do now?
Yan Miao hid behind a big tree, and the four people behind her asked in unison, all of them very excited.
She rubbed her forehead, "Everyone, actually, I'm enough on my own..."
"No, no, it's too dangerous for a girl like you. How dare you make a move on my dad! I'll teach those bastards a lesson they won't forget!"
Zhao Guoqiang sneered and loosened his fist.
All right......
"Grandpa Zhao was in charge of getting the signal jammer to block cell phone signals, so that the people inside could not contact the outside and prevent them from notifying each other and transferring evidence."
"yes!"
Grandpa Zhao took the jammer, stood at attention, and even saluted.
Yan Miao was both amused and exasperated.
Since they're all here, it's fine. Just treat it as playing a role-playing game with these old men.
"Uncle Zhao is in charge of dealing with the guards at the gate, and then guarding the gate, making sure no one gets out."
"No problem, leave it to me!"
"Hey, what's this?"
Zhao Guoqiang was stunned when he saw the vest she handed him; this girl had prepared so thoroughly.
"A protective vest is all I need to wear; it's just for peace of mind."
"I'll go in later to get the anesthetic to knock out the doctors and nurses inside. Grandpa Tian will be in charge of finding the files in the archives. They have all their criminal records there, so we must protect them."
"Second Uncle and Grandpa Tian will work together. After locking up the files, you will use the clues in the files to rescue those innocent people. Don't release those who are truly mentally ill yet, for fear that they might hurt others."
"Are there genuine mental patients inside? I thought they were all victims."
Grandpa Tian scratched his head in confusion.
"Of course there are. And the patients inside are more dangerous than ordinary mental patients. They are deliberately sent in to be tortured in every way, day after day. Their madness and revenge are beyond the imagination of outsiders."
At that time, regardless of whether they are the ones tormenting them or not, they will all suffer.
Having been subjected to prolonged torture, they have long lost the ability to think rationally and can only attack indiscriminately!
"Hold these stun guns safe. If there's any danger, just use them."
She gave all four of them stun guns that they could redeem from the online store.
Its built-in electric current can kill an elephant, and it can also extend and retract for easy long-range attacks.
No one else will face any danger, except for Uncle Zhao. She was worried that the guards might be equipped with dangerous weapons, so she prepared an extra special vest for him.
"action!"
Upon receiving the command, Zhao Guoqiang took the lead and rushed forward.
"who--"
"thump--"
The guards at the main gate couldn't even last three seconds under Zhao Guoqiang's attack; they were all lying on the ground.
He excitedly weighed the stick in his hand, exclaiming, "Damn, that's awesome!"
The three old men quickly caught up, showing great respect, "Nephew, it's you again!"
"Of course, look who his son is, haha!"
While Grandpa Zhao was happy, he didn't forget his task and immediately turned on the signal jammer.
With a "sizzle," the jammer instantly took effect.
Before the guards behind the gate could even utter their plea for help, the communicator screen was reduced to a jumble of pixels!
"This is a hospital. If you barge in again, I'll call the police!"
He tried to remain calm, hoping to scare away the "terrorists" outside the door. He absolutely couldn't use that thing until the very last moment...
"Damn it, this shady workshop has the nerve to call itself a hospital? I'll wipe them all out!"
Zhao Guoqiang kicked the door down with one kick.
Oh, Mom!
Suddenly, a large, dark hole appeared in the three-meter-high gate, and the guard swallowed hard in fear.
Good heavens!
This was Zhao Guoqiang's second time kicking the goal; even Yan Miao admired the uncle's explosive muscle power.
If this were the apocalypse, I would definitely recruit him into my team!
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