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But Lu Ping crushed Xiao Dingshan's frightening anger with only one sentence.

"Crush the walnut with one palm? It seems that you must have been lazy when I asked you to break the walnut last time. You didn't use any force."

Which pot does not open which pot.

This is Lu Ping's sharp edge to overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum.

Your uncle, mention it again, mention it again!

That's the shadow that Brother Shan and I can't erase all my life.

I was suppressed by you just now, and you mention it again!
Isn't this a provocation?
"Continue to return your attention to the game, brat, what did you say just now?" Xiao Dingshan's arrogance was damaged, and he was eager to change the topic, and re-cut into the momentum dominated by him.

Anyway, I'm not in a hurry to cut my hands and feet right away, that kind of thing needs foreplay, and being a man also needs foreplay.

Only in this way will it not appear abrupt and will be more enjoyable.

But Lu Ping also thought so.

He plays with him;

Just be with the kids.

He let himself be mad;
The driver hits a hooligan.

He laughs and lets him laugh;
Will be peeing for a while.

"I just talked about breaking walnuts." Lu Ping answered him.

"Don't mention walnuts, don't mention walnuts!" Xiao Dingshan was going crazy: "Story, yes, story, don't you want to tell a story, there should be an advertisement before the game, you can start!"

He also waved his hand: "Come, come, come and listen to the driver's story."

Since he wanted to hear it, Lu Ping was of course not stingy.

We can't learn the temperament of storytelling, but at least the expression must be in place.

Then pretend it's telling a story.

"The protagonist of the story is a sissy who is neither male nor female, named Bai... the smiling scholar." Lu Ping quickly entered the state: "He is a general under the famous gangster Xiao Dingshan..."

As soon as he said this, one of his subordinates stood up and wanted to teach Lu Ping a lesson.

Xiao Dingshan was still broad-minded, and stopped with a wave of his hand: "Let him continue! He will never have a chance to talk about it in the future."

The subordinate understood and stepped back.

"The smiling scholar loves to laugh, to play with his nails, and to curl his orchid fingers. His appearance is very annoying. He likes to hide a knife in his smile, and has practiced the ability to fly over walls and walls, climbing walls and houses, as nimbly as a monkey. His The nails are long and sharp, like knives..."

Lu Ping tried his best to explain every detail clearly.

This is an essential element of storytelling.

Xiao Dingshan patted his thigh and exclaimed: "It's him, it's him! Your uncle, is this kid so famous? Where did you hear that from your description? Zheng Sanhu, it must be the traitor Zheng Sanhu... Sorry to bother you Come on, come on, let’s continue, brother Shan, I’m fascinated.”

"I like an audience like you who is good at interacting!" Lu Ping smiled, and continued to enter the state of storytelling: "But this sissy, he should never have used such cruel methods to deal with Zheng Sanhu. Forget it, he sneaked into my house that night, and climbed in through the window! Forget it, he broke my pillow, and I asked him to compensate him for having another opinion... So the matter developed into an irreconcilable situation point."

Xiao Dingshan asked: "What is irreconcilable? Oh, I'm interrupting again, you continue!"

"He actually wants to scratch me with his nails?" Lu Ping paused, and then said: "Can I let him scratch me? I have to find a way to stop him? I advised him to cut his nails, but the finger scissors at home are really hard to find." It's gone, so what should I do?"

Xiao Dingshan continued to interact: "So you found a kitchen knife?"

"You can guess this? Yes, yes, it is a kitchen knife. Who doesn't have a kitchen knife at home. So, you should be able to guess the answer. I used a kitchen knife to help him cut his nails, and slightly touched his toes. Armor was also cut together, and it was quite neatly cut!" Lu Ping recalled the situation that day, could it not be neat, they were all cut evenly.

Xiao Dingshan laughed loudly: "Your uncle, you speak well! Everyone applauds, why are you still standing there?"

The subordinates also clapped and laughed.

The applause came to an end.

Xiao Dingshan asked again: "Is it so miraculous? With a kitchen knife, can it be so neatly repaired?"

"That's right!" Lu Ping emphasized: "Because I think it's troublesome, I simply cut off his fingers and toes, click, click, all! The longitudinal section is very neat!"

"Really? Does it look like a longitudinal section of ham?"

"If you don't see the red, it does look like it!"

Xiao Dingshan couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding: "Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful! Your uncle, your ability to make up stories is really strong. The stories are detailed and fascinating. Those movies are not as good as you! It's a pity that my scholar Brother is not here, if he is there, it will be lively. Come, come, applause and encouragement!"

Another round of applause.

It has been drummed once before, and this time it is very neat.

The applause ceased, and Lu Ping rose.

Xiao Dingshan also recovered his gloomy expression, and stood up abruptly.

Those of his subordinates are also emotionally in place, and they are looking forward to entering the game.

"This is not making up a story, it's true." Lu Ping reminded.

"Bullshit! Brat, you are too involved, you have to wake up. You, uncle, I suddenly discovered that the story you made up is very similar to the game I invented, and it has the same effect! What the hell are you learning now? Use it now, steal Lao Tzu's idea!" Xiao Dingshan looked at Xiaohui, completely lost the gentleness when he was listening to the story just now: "After listening to the story, the game begins! Shan Mao, you go and prepare the knife, hurry up!"

"Yes, Brother Shan." The subordinate named Shanmao nodded and went to get the props.

Xiao Dingshan raised his hand at Lu Ping: "Your uncle, what are you still doing in a daze, go over and get ready, touch!"

"Then I won't be polite." Lu Ping really stood beside Xiaohui.

Xiaohui's body trembled.

She has never seen such a scene, she still has to touch her, and she has to chop her hands and cut her tongue.

Thinking about it, I can't watch it, it's too bloody.

Lu Ping pouted and approached Xiaohui's right cheek, and said a few words softly: "The knife will come later, you go to the toilet."

Xiaohui was startled, but immediately understood the meaning of Lu Ping's words.

A tense atmosphere can enhance people's intelligence.

Xiao Dingshan was not happy: "Your uncle, it hasn't started yet, so you started talking?"

Lu Ping quickly explained: "I didn't kiss, I didn't kiss, it's still half a centimeter away."

Xiao Dingshan disdainfully said: "How about warming up?"

"Yes, warm up." Lu Ping echoed.

In the bright light.

A round moon shaped scimitar was handed over to Xiao Dingshan.

Xiao Dingshan slashed towards the air a few times on the spot, his murderous aura filled the huge living room everywhere.

He felt the knife had a lot of feel to it.

It must be unambiguous to chop people up in a while.

"Stinky boy, you go and touch, and I'll chop!" Xiao Dingshan smiled coldly: "Don't worry, he will definitely use a knife with his hand, and he will be quick! Brother Shan started his career by chopping people, so he has confidence in his hands."

The girl was still standing there.

Lu Ping looked anxiously, and she didn't even notice her winking.

Really want to see blood?

That will be your shadow for the rest of your life, sister!
"Shan... Brother Shan, I think... I want to go to the bathroom first." Xiaohui finally said as Lu Ping told her.

"Aren't you nervous? Excuse me, excuse me!" Xiao Dingshan stretched out his machete and pointed to the right: "The toilet is over there, go back quickly!"

Xiaohui clutched her chest and tiptoed over.

At this moment, the living room was eerily quiet.

Needle drop is audible.

Xiao Dingshan sat on the sofa, stroked the edge of the blade, obsessed with the pleasure of the next game.

"Your uncle, how dare you break into the dragon's pond and tiger's lair!"

"If it falls into my hands, stop struggling and play games with me."

"If you feel too painful for a while and want to go on the road, Brother Shan will send you on the road, you little bastard, kill one..."

"Ok?"

He was blowing on the blade and whispering.

Suddenly, a gust of wind was heard.

There was a burst of screams of surprise or struggle.

When he raised his head, he found that his subordinates were all lying on the ground.

Miserable everywhere, embarrassed everywhere.

There were even a few who didn't even move.

"How could this happen?" Xiao Dingshan finally realized a serious fact while panicking.

He wasn't making up a story just now.

Maybe it is true!
Also, is this the driver with the hippie smile at the dinner table?
No, he is not!

The look in his eyes was horrible.

Looking into his eyes was like meeting the devil face to face.

Why do you feel this way?
Lu Ping asked: "Do you believe it now? Do you still think that I am here to tell you a story?"

Xiao Dingshan calmed down a little: "Are you here to report my funeral? My brother, a scholar, was really chopped up by you?"

"He's not dead." Lu Ping said, "I don't bother to kill such low-class hooligans as you."

"Then... where did he go?" Xiao Dingshan asked.

Lu Ping snorted coldly: "You ask me who I ask? After being carried away from my house on a stretcher, who knows where he went."

"He...he didn't know how to say hello." Xiao Dingshan sighed.

but!

A boss is a boss after all.

Xiao Dingshan is Xiao Dingshan after all.

This is not the first time he has encountered such an endangered situation.

He has a knife in his hand, but the opponent has no knife in his hand.

This is advantage one.

This is at his home, and he is familiar with the terrain and switches.

This is advantage two.

He is actually better than the smiling scholar, but as the boss, there are very few opportunities for him to make a move.

Does this count as advantage three?

So at least, they are evenly matched.

Xiao Dingshan regained his confidence through these precise analysis.

"You are indeed very powerful, and I have seen it, but I, Xiao Dingshan, am not a fuel-efficient lamp. It has been a long time since anyone gave me such a strong desire to kill! You inspired me!" Xiao Dingshan held the knife in one hand, with a skillful posture, The language is strong, and the shock has been driven out of the sky by the strong fighting spirit.

"Come out!" Lu Ping suddenly shouted.

Xiao Dingshan was stunned for a moment, he wants to go out to fight?

At this time, Song Hu, who had been hiding behind the video cabinet, straightened up, put his fingers in his mouth, and came out in panic.

"Song Huzi, your uncle's coward! Go and kill him with me!" Xiao Dingshan shouted at Song Hu.

He felt that in the case of evenly matched forces.

Who can have one more helper, even a helper like Song Hu.

Whoever holds the chance to win.

Song Hu stood there blankly, nervous and tangled.

People are almost scared to death.

Lu Ping reminded him: "Your choice will determine your destiny."