The dozen or so people Zhao Ziyun brought were all the gold-medal thugs of his Zhao family, and each of them was almost one of a hundred.
Otherwise, how could he control hundreds of workers in a mine as big as the Zhao family's if they rebelled?
Zhao Xinghua secretly complained in his heart that his father Zhao Ziyun didn't know how powerful Wang Gensheng was, and he might fall in front of Wang Gensheng today.
It's a pity that Zhao Xinghua guessed half of it right, and his father really stumbled. There is no suspense, and it has nothing to do with the words "possible".
At the end of the fight, Zhao Ziyun received countless slaps. In short, he was in the same miserable state as his son Zhao Xinghua.
The few gangsters before Zhao Xinghua were just spectators from beginning to end, and they did not dare to interfere at all.
Wang Gensheng was a man who was incredibly strong and had been beaten before. Naturally, he was unwilling to act as cannon fodder at this moment.
In the end, Zhao Ziyun still wanted to resist, but Zhao Xinghua knelt down in front of him: "Dad, Wang Gensheng is the devil, we can't fight him."
"Is he Wang Gensheng?" Zhao Ziyun was shocked. The two Wu brothers were beaten by a small farmer named Wang Gensheng until they could not catch their breath.
"Yes, he is Wang Gensheng. From beginning to end, it was me who provoked him first." Zhao Xinghua was afraid that he would suffer another loss, so he had to bow his head and admit his mistake.
Zhao Ziyun slapped him twice with his backhand: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Don't you know what happened to your uncle Wu Dexing?"
"But you didn't ask me?" Zhao Xinghua said with a sad face. Of course, he was still lucky that he could defeat Wang Gensheng.
Zhao Ziyun slapped him several times in the face again, which made Zhao Xinghua's eyes gleam with stars and he wailed again and again.
Wang Gensheng looked at their father and son with a smile on his face: "Zhao Zilong, no, Zhao Ziyun, you teach the beast a lesson before you go back. Please settle my matter first!"
"That's all, that's all. I, Zhao Ziyun, have been in the business world for thirty years, but today I fell into the hands of a junior. It's only my fault that I was destined for this disaster."
After saying this, Zhao Ziyun burst into tears.
Three million is nothing to him, but what happened today is a shame in his life and will always be remembered in his heart.
Not long after, Wang Gensheng's account had an extra three million. This three million was enough for Grandpa Zhang to never need to plant any peach trees for the rest of his life.
Just as I walked to the door, I heard a wailing voice behind me: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. If you die, what will happen to my sister and me?"
Wang Gensheng turned around and saw Zhao Ziyun lying upright on the sofa, his face turned purple and his eyes rolled white, as if he had burped.
"Mr. Zhao, now is not the time for you to cry. Call the ambulance quickly!" a subordinate whispered.
"Ambulance, Qingshan Town doesn't have the medical conditions at all, and it's too late to go to Linshui now. What should I do?" Zhao Xinghua cried.
One of his subordinates leaned in Zhao Xinghua's ear and said softly: "Master Zhao, I heard that Wang Gensheng cured Old Man Zhang. In Taoyuan Village, everyone calls him a miracle doctor."
Zhao Xinghua was also anxious and confused. How could he not know the rumors about Wang Gensheng? Zhu Xiaoling had told him several times.
Zhu Xiaoling's grandparents suffered from sudden illnesses several times, but Wang Gensheng's wonderful rejuvenation treatment was the only one that saved them.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xinghua let go of his father, walked a few steps in front of Wang Gensheng, and knelt down.
"Zhao Xinghua, what are you doing?" Wang Gensheng laughed coldly.
"Grandpa, no, he is a miracle doctor. Please save my father!" Zhao Xinghua's face was filled with tears. At this moment, he really regretted it.
I regret that I shouldn’t have plotted against Zhu Xiaoling, I regret that I shouldn’t have sent a few bastard men to Taoyuan Village to frame Old Man Zhang, I regret that...
In short, no matter how many regrets you have, it will be too late.
"Why should I save him? Can you give me a convincing reason?" Wang Gensheng showed a look of disdain.
"Grandpa, no matter what, my father still has a life. Buddhists say that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Please be merciful, woo woo woo..."
Zhao Xinghua's head kept banging on the ground, making a thumping sound.
"This reason is barely justified, but if you can kneel down for your father, you still have some conscience. Go away and I will save your father."
Wang Gensheng looked at Zhao Xinghua with disgust, this guy was becoming more and more like a dog.
Walking to Zhao Ziyun and checking his pulse, Wang Gensheng frowned and said, "Hurry up and buy a set of silver needles, otherwise I will really be hopeless."
Zhao Xinghua glanced at the young gangster with minor injuries and said coldly: "Hurry up to the drugstore and buy a set of silver needles."
The little gangster thought that this was a great opportunity to make a difference, so he ran out quickly.
Wang Gensheng only had a silver needle in his hand. He did not insert the silver needle with Zhao Ziyun at this moment, but only used Nirvana Hands to massage his chest.
Zhao Ziyun's eyes were always closed, his face was ashen, and he looked as if he had been dead for a long time.
Everyone in the guest room looked at each other in confusion. At this moment, they forgot about the pain in their own bodies and focused all their attention on Zhao Ziyun.
"Brother, how is daddy?" A crisp voice came from the door.
Wang Gensheng couldn't help but look up. What a beautiful girl. She was twenty-one or twelve years old, with a beautiful and pure appearance.
This girl is Zhao Ziyun's daughter Zhao Xiaoyue, who works as a manager at Zhao's Jewelry Company in the county town and just came back this morning.
Not long ago, I heard that my father was in trouble, so I hurried over. I met a gangster buying silver needles at the door of the hotel, and we came up with the gangster.
From the mouth of a young gangster, Zhao Xiaoyue learned some general information. Her brother was responsible for the incident, but Wang Gensheng had an unshirkable responsibility.
Zhao Xinghua looked at his sister, but he couldn't laugh or cry. What could he say at this moment.
Zhao Xiaoyue walked up to Wang Gensheng and gave Wang Gensheng a cold look: "Did you force my father to do this?"
"Beautiful lady, don't be slanderous. Your father has a chronic problem. I am just saving lives and healing the wounded." Wang Gensheng laughed.
Wang Gensheng has such a habit, no matter how irritable he is, as long as he sees a beautiful young lady, he will be in a good mood.
"Saving lives and healing the wounded? Look at these people, who is not injured? Isn't it your masterpiece?" Zhao Xiaoyue's face darkened.
"Little sister, you really have wronged me. They were the ones who beat me, and I was helpless. If you don't believe me, you can ask them!"
Wang Gensheng was very patient. No matter how Zhao Xiaoyue questioned him, he was not annoyed or angry.
"Miracle doctor, you should save my father first!" Zhao Xinghua begged again urgently.