I was reborn and ran away, I vacated the house of the best grandma

Chapter 143 Acupuncturist

Han Laoliu was stunned and stood there for a long time. After a while, he shouted: "Damn it, if you dare to hit my grandson, I will beat you to death, you little bitch."

"You're not afraid of death, come here and try?" Xi Rou warned coldly.

Han Laoliu walked up to Xi Rou with his little fist in his hand and was suddenly frightened when he saw her cold eyes.

He was afraid of death. His grandson was so tall that he would be beaten down in two blows. He was afraid that if Xirou hit him twice, he would have to return to the west.

He rolled his eyes and suddenly started crying: "Junzi, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly. Don't die. If you die, your father will beat me to death!"

Xirou couldn't help but laugh, what is this? I'm still afraid of being beaten by my son? It seems that he gets beaten frequently.

Xi Zhuquan stood aside and watched coldly, with disdain in his heart: Wasn't he very arrogant just now? Why are you crying now?

When Chen Qingyun saw Han Laoliu burst into tears, his heart pounded. Could this bastard really be beaten to death?

Chen Daoming, who was behind the barrier, was also confused. He had wanted to help just now, but why was he crying now?

After crying for a long time and seeing no one come forward to persuade him, Han Laoliu could no longer pretend. He wiped his eyes that had no tears at all and pretended to be pitiful and said: "Look, you have all beaten my grandson. You have to pay compensation. If you don’t pay 100 million, I won’t be done with you.”

Xi Zhuquan was anxious: "Are you going crazy because you want money? You still have 100 million, what do you want to do?"

Seeing the people on the ground, Xirou secretly narrowed her eyes and revealed a proud smile on her lips.

"Han Laoliu, are you sure your grandson is dead?"

"He has been lying on the ground without movement for a long time. How can he still have time off? Hurry up and get the money. I will take my grandson back to his hometown for burial."

Han Laoliu pretended to cry as he spoke.

Xirou was laughing so hard that she couldn't force the marriage, so she just blackmailed her for the money. This scene was handled so smoothly!

She pretended to be sad and said: "Okay, I beat him to death, so I should pay compensation. Brother Jun died so unjustly. I heard that before he was taken away, he had to prick all ten of his fingers with needles, so that his Only the soul can follow the corpse, otherwise it will wander into a foreign land and become a lonely ghost. Just wait, I will get the needle."

After Xirou finished speaking, she went into the room to get the needle.

Xi Zhuquan and Chen Qingyun were stunned: Why have I never heard of this statement?

After hearing this, Han Jun was so frightened that he wanted to run away, but Han Laoliu held him down.

He leaned over Han Jun's ear and whispered: "Grandson, you have to endure it. It's just 10 injections, and you can get 100 million. One injection is 10. You have to endure it even if you die." .”

When Han Jun heard that one shot was worth 10, he lay still.

Isn't it just 10 needles? I can bear it.

Soon, Xi Rou came back, holding a thick steel needle in her hand. Han Laoliu looked at it and couldn't help but shudder.

Fortunately, it wasn't me who was pretending to be dead. If such a thick needle pricked my finger, wouldn't it hurt to death?

Sun, you have to hold back. It’s just a prick on your finger. The pain will go away. This is 100 million, hold on.

Xi Zhuquan and Chen Qingyun glanced at Han Jun on the ground and were shocked: "Rou'er, is it really tough?"

"It's really tough. Otherwise, Han Jun's brother's soul would stay at home, for fear of causing trouble." Xi Rou said seriously.

"But with such a thick needle, it won't hurt to death if inserted." Chen Qingyun said exaggeratedly.

The people on the ground shivered.

Xi Zhuquan saw the clues and was furious. Then the corners of his mouth slightly raised: Bastard, you will suffer.

Xirou squatted on the ground, gently picked up Han Jun's hand, blew on it and said, "Brother Han Jun, my sister has sent you on your way. When your soul comes back, I will put a needle on each of your ten fingers." Just follow your body."

The air blew on Han Jun's hand, itching. Before, he must have felt very comfortable, but now he only felt creepy.

He suppressed his fear and remained motionless.

Xirou: Haha, I can pretty much pretend, but I’m not even that professional in this filming. Come on, let me be an expert in acupuncture. My sister knows how to inject the most pain.

Xirou raised the needle in the air and said, "I pricked it, I really pricked it!"

Han Jun's body trembled slightly, but he still didn't open his eyes.

Just when Xi Rou's needle was about to prick her finger, Han Laoliu suddenly said: "Slow down!"

Xi Rou stopped and asked doubtfully: "Han Laoliu, what do you want to do?"

Han Jun was ready to be stabbed, and the cold sweat on his back soaked his clothes. Suddenly, he was yelled at by Han Laoliu, and his heart almost collapsed.

Grandpa, don’t scare your grandson. If you scare me again, I’ll be scared to death even if I’m not beaten to death!

"After the pricking, do you really want to pay me?" Han Laoliu asked.

Xi Rou found it funny. You are still thinking about money at this time. You are awesome!

"If you don't, you'll be a puppy." Xirou said seriously again.

"Okay, let's do it. Hurry up and give me money after you do it." Han Laoliu said while suppressing his happiness and pretending to be sad.

Han Jun: Grandpa, please stop shouting, grandson, I’m scared to death!

Xirou blew on Han Jun's hand again, making the atmosphere a little strange and inexplicably tense. She aimed at the most painful part of her finger and plunged it in hard.

A burst of severe pain came, and Han Jun was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. He endured it, motionless like a dead fish.

Seeing that he could bear it so well, Xirou poked hard and even rotated the steel needle.

Han Jun endured the severe pain and cursed in his heart: Bitch, it hurts me to death, you did it on purpose, you definitely did it on purpose.

Xirou looked at Han Jun, who was sweating on his forehead, and couldn't help but smile: "Young man, you can bear it quite well. Come on, try another finger."

So I pulled out the needle from my thumb and pricked it into my index finger.

Han Jun only felt the pain in his thumb so much that he couldn't feel it, and his index finger immediately felt a heartbreaking pain.

He endured it, he had to endure it!

When Han Laoliu saw the blood flowing from his grandson's fingers, he was so distressed that he shed tears: Sun, it hurts, doesn't it? Grandpa feels distressed too, but you have to hold back, otherwise the injection will be in vain.

After pricking his index finger, Han Jun still didn't wake up. Xirou started to use her ultimate move. She pricked Han Jun's middle finger hard.

Han Jun only felt that he was about to faint from the pain. This pain was nothing compared to the pain just now. He felt that he was about to die. He tried hard to endure it, but it was too painful and he couldn't help shouting. : "Fuck, it hurts me to death."

Han Jun suddenly sat up, pulled out the steel needle stuck in his middle finger, and threw it aside.

After he finished pulling it out, he remembered that he was acting just now. He looked up at the four pairs of eyes staring at him, feeling a little overwhelmed and slightly embarrassed.

Han Laoliu was so angry that he slapped him hard in the face, with grief and anger on his face.

One million, this is one million, you lost this useless thing.