Who calls this thing a god?

Luo Yu grew up as a dodder that clings to Luo Fuguo and Li Yue. It is rooted in the concept of patriarchy and absorbs the sweet and vigorous vitality of Luo Shan.

In normal times, Luo Fuguo was in pain for bumps and bumps, and Li Yue supported him in major and minor matters.

He probably hasn't tasted the pain yet, the first reaction when he was pinched by Lu Chan was to call his mother, his voice was as majestic as Pangu opened the world, and he almost sent the old man upstairs away with one gulp.

Lu Chan didn't move at all, his always smiling face was covered with cold frost, and the alien style suddenly seemed inhumane.

He held the dodder in his hand, with an indifferent expression as if he had gone downstairs to throw garbage, and said with a sneer, "Do you understand now?"

"Understood, understood! Huh... Mom, Mom!" Luo Yu's arm was twisted behind his back, its shape was distorted and protruding. If he tried harder, he might tear this arm off.

Luo Yu's face was covered with snot and tears, and she began to call her mother again and again, as pitiful as an abandoned dog.

Lu Chan remained unmoved and said, "Call me Dad."

Luo Yu: "..."

In his eyes, Lu Chan looked like an evil ghost Rakshasa, and he hesitated for a while whether to follow his wishes.

Lu Chan touched his chin with the other hand and said, "Forget it. I can't ejaculate a pussy son like you."

Luo Yu: "..."

His face was pale and blue, and the blue was red, uglier than eating shit, he secretly cheered himself up and wanted to win Luo Fuguo's breath.

come on!Yuyu you can do it!

Facing Shang Lu Chan's poisonous gaze, which was hiding a knife, there was a buzz in his head, and he deflated like a deflated leather ball.

... Forget it, you can't eat your own food, so why take the initiative to give away the head, right, Dad.

Ha ha.

Qiyou leaned forward with a blank expression, bent slightly, and held a needle with a cold light in his backhand.

He grabbed Luo Yu's left wrist neatly, put the needle point on the tiger's mouth, and said to Lu Chan without raising his head, "Grab him tight."

Lu Chan didn't know why, subconsciously pressed the little bastard according to his words.

Luo Yu only felt that his knees were pressed against her back, and she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "Brother, brother, take it easy, I was wrong—ah!!!"

His barking was so high-pitched that it made people's ears numb.

Qi You frowned, and when the red needle completely pierced his tiger's mouth, like a fish returning to the river, it immediately turned into a very thin line of red marks on his skin from the tiger's mouth to the elbow, and the red needle of the same length.

Lu Chan let go, and Luo Yu immediately covered his tiger's mouth, knelt down and cried out in pain, each sound was louder than a screaming chicken.

"...is this Miss Thorn's?"

At the beginning, Qi You didn't realize what this "Miss Thorn" was, but he glanced over with a slightly puzzled gaze, and when he saw Shang Lu Chan's half-smiling gaze, he suddenly realized.

——Assassin is Luo Shan's name as a singer.

"Well," Qiyou glanced at the big bug rolling on the ground, "His parents can't escape either."

The family just needs to be neat and tidy.

Lu Chan sighed rather "sympathetically", knelt down and patted Luo Yu on the shoulder: "Please trouble your parents to come forward, we still have a debt to settle."

……

Luo Fuguo and Li Yue arrived 10 minutes later.

It is estimated that they have been upstairs all the time, and rushed down after receiving the call. Li Yue's hair was half loose, and she didn't know what she had done at home before she came.

When she saw her son shrinking on the ground and trembling, her eyes turned red immediately, like a lioness whose territory had been invaded all along, just waiting to grind her teeth and suck blood to pounce on him.

Li Yuehong pointed at the two of them with eyes wide open like a shrew cursing, and opened her mouth to describe some indescribable parts from their waist down with some extremely dirty words.

Qiyou didn't give her a chance to show her stupid power at all, and raised her hand to catch her and pinned her in the snowdrift.

The head-down kind.

Li Yue: "..."

Qiyou looked at Luo Fuguo and reminded his partner, "There is another one."

Luo Fuguo: "..."

one?a what?me?

Before he could think about it, he had already fallen into the snowdrift in the same posture as Li Yue.

A family of three was neatly arranged in front of them in order of big, middle and small, and there was a "cheap, cheap sale" sign next to it.

Qiyou took out the silver needles stained with Luo Shan's blood, and handed one of them to Lu Chan: "Pierce between his eyebrows."

Lu Chan took it, but he was passive and sabotaged, and just looked at the little princess standing aside calmly.

He frowned slightly, a pair of dark fruits were hidden under the grape-like eyelashes, and there was a divine indifference in his lazy expression.

He is the god who accidentally stepped into the dust, and the porcelain princess who enshrined himself in the shrine.

Qiyou paused for a moment with the hand holding the needle, and turned to look at him expressionlessly: "Lu Chan."

"Well, here it is."

Qiyou couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Do you really want to be in love at this time?"

"Yo, you also know that I'm in love."

Lu Chan's tone was slightly surprised, "Is it not possible at this time?"

Qi You looked at the three radishes planted in the pit in front of him, and said with a sneer, "You can do it if you think so."

After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at Lu Chan's reaction, and pierced Li Yue's abdomen with a needle. Unexpectedly, although Lu Chan was playing tricks, he did not delay the business, and at the same time pierced the needle between Luo Fuguo's eyebrows.

...The children's songs are mixed with the indescribable funnyness of the male and female duets.

The family of three seemed to be competing with each other, and one screamed worse than the other.

The three silver needles took blood from Luo Shan's right hand tiger's mouth, Shenque acupoint and eyebrow blood respectively.

It also corresponds to the relationship between siblings, mother and daughter, and father and daughter.

The needle quenches the blood, as if hiding poison.

There is a needle hidden in the cotton, and the hatred is endless.

Qiyou put his hands in his pockets, and it was rare to have the patience to wait until the three of them more or less regained their senses before saying in the usual, lazy tone: "The grievances are fulfilled, thank you for the hospitality."

"..."

He is very professional, and the after-sales service is very thoughtful: "From now on, with Luo Shan as the center, there will be a radius of three miles. If there is her, there will be no you, but there will be you..."

Qiyou smiled, showing a bit of innocence, "Of course, I hope you have the guts to try it yourself."

Luo Fuguo was aroused by the pain, and stared at him viciously as he picked up the snowdrift and said, "You fucking bastard——"

Before he finished speaking, a black dagger was nailed in front of his eyes, and its owner was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, "Think about it and talk, I don't want to hear what I don't like to hear, and I will trouble you next time." You're on your way first."

Luo Fuguo: "..."

Seeing him shut up, Lu Chan praised him, "Very good."

He bent down, picked up the dagger and put it in his waist, and looked at Qiyou as if asking for credit: "Go on."

Qi You didn't have anything to say, but he pinched the center of his brows lightly, "It's over."

"Okay, thank you for your speech." Lu Chan patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "Then it's my turn."

He said that he wanted to settle the accounts with Luo Yu's parents, because he really had a account to settle, and it was not a small account.

"Mr. Luo...isn't it?"

Lu Chan showed his usual half-smile expression, he pressed one hand on the car parked on the side of the road like a tabby cat, and said in his usual polite tone: "Your son scratched my car, Do you think it’s a legal procedure or private?”

Luo Fuguo glanced at his car with chest tightness and shortness of breath. His eyes were dazzled by the white roads, and his seven souls lost his six souls: "It's private, it's private."

"Why do you say my son shaved it!?" Li Yue pulled her head out of the snowdrift and stared at Lu Chan furiously: "Look at you, you are so well dressed! Your heart is so dark! At such an older age, little bastard... "

She babbled a lot, Lu Chan seemed to have activated an automatic shielding device, without even lifting his eyelids, he folded his arms around his chest and watched her hysterically as if it had nothing to do with him.

He waited very patiently for her to catch her breath after being tired of cursing, and then stretched out the recorded video in front of her calmly, and raised her eyebrows wearily.

Li Yue seemed to have been punched by someone, and her face turned into a liver color.

Luo Yu had scratched someone else's car before, but because she had no proof, she always relied on her mouth to win every battle.

But this time the video is right in front of you...

Li Yue's eyes straightened, and she yelled, "Bastard—it's all fucking fake! You made..."

Before the word "false" could be uttered, Lu Chan unceremoniously lifted the dagger to her neck, and asked again: "Is it legal or private?"

"Baby's father...Baby's father—" Li Yue burst into tears, and grabbed Luo Fuguo with trembling hands.

Luo Fuguo is an uninitiated person. He has been oppressed by Li Yue for many years, and he has no intention of resisting. He begged with a bitter face, "Brother, this little brother, let's go private, let's go private..."

"Good to say."

Lu Chan put away the dagger, sighed regretfully and said, "I have brought this car for about half a year, and I have been taking good care of it. Today's result is not what we want to see, right?"

Luo Fuguo hurriedly wiped off his sweat, and echoed, "Yes, yes..."

Qi You: "..."

Do you really not want to see this result?

Lu Chan walked around the car slowly and patted his beloved car: "I'm easy to talk to, all the compensation should be paid according to the market price, and I won't hit you guys, right?"

"Yep……"

Lu Chan stroked the injured car door, as if comforting a wounded beast, "It's great that you are so understanding."

His expression changed in an instant, and he was so mean that he was a bit unreasonable. He lowered his eyes tiredly, and he was aggressive everywhere: "The paint on the front and rear doors needs to be scraped off and repainted. The master who got started will hire a well-known German craftsman. , the car paint is imported from Germany. Roughly, the price is between 270 million and 310 million. For the sake of your son being so smart and cute, let's make a compromise and make up for it. What do you think? ?”

Luo Fuguo's face was pale and his voice was tense: "How much...how much?"

"270 million to 310 million, a compromise of 290 million yuan, cash or credit card?"

Luo Fuguo: "..." Can you brush Yangshou?

His eyes were straightened, his back straightened, and his tone was dry: "Brother, you are a bit deceitful."

Lu Chan: "What do you have to make me cheat?"

"..." I still have to figure out if my life is worth enough to be cheated? ?

Luo Fuguo's eyes almost popped out.

290 million RMB, the fuck is asking him to go to the graves of his ancestors to dig people to open factories, and he may not be able to earn it.

"If Mr. Luo doesn't want to, let's go through the legal process." Lu Chan took back his phone and said casually, "Your son should be eighteen years old."

Translate: Your idiot son can go to jail.

Luo Fuguo panted heavily, and looked at Li Yue as if asking for help. The latter was even more bewildered than he was. The puffer fish, which had been punctured, finally recovered after tens of seconds of stiffness, and said unwillingly: "Call the police, Call the police... we'll go through the legal process—"

Qiyou, who has been standing by the side as a sculpture, glanced at the car with a shaved face. Although he knew nothing about this industry, he had a vague premonition: Lu Chan did not lie. With this huge amount of compensation, you may even be lucky enough to go sightseeing in the small black house.

Alas, if you don't die, you won't die.

……

When Qiyou got into the car and was fastening his seat belt, Lu Chan explained casually beside him, "This compensation will not go to my account."

"Isn't this your car?"

"It's mine." Lu Chan shook the string of bank card numbers on his phone as if asking for credit: "But I have the right to choose who to transfer this compensation to, right?"

Qi You: "...Rosan?"

"wrong."

The corners of Lu Chan's lips curled up a little, and the intention of asking for credit was a bit more serious: "He is the director of an orphanage on the outskirts of this city."

"...?"

This was indeed beyond Qiyou's expectation.

Lu Chan took back the phone and explained unhurriedly: "Luo Fuguo's family owes Luo Shan, and they have to pay it back, right?"

The first half of life was too comfortable, so let's pay back slowly in the second half of life.

Qiyou pondered for a moment, then asked hesitantly, "Then your car..."

"Car?" Lu Chan disapproved, "I'll just switch to another car."

"..." The world of the rich, hehe.

The mobile phone on his lap suddenly vibrated, and he opened it to see that it was a text message from an unknown source.

[To Mr. Qi and Mr. Lu:

thank you all.I really thank you from the bottom of my heart. Without you, I don’t know what I would have done to that family at the last moment of Sister Shanshan’s life.

I will take good care of Sister Shanshan for the rest of my life.

I wish you both all the best.

——Tang Zi]

Qi You: "..."

He held up the phone to Lu Chan, looking a little uncomfortable.

Lu Chan was also slightly surprised: "She actually knew about Luo Shan's illness..."

……

A girl with dirty orange hair stood on the corner of the street. She lowered her head and looked at the phone. After showing that the other party had read it, she smiled and pulled the number into the blacklist, and put the phone back in her pocket calmly.

She was thinking about the ingredients that her lover ordered, humming a little song and turning into the supermarket.

Occasionally, passers-by with sharp ears can hear that the girl humming is the famous song of the singer Cijun.

Desolate, sweet and lingering.

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