Not a big brother for many years [Quick Transmigration]

When Zhong Huan sat on the sofa and watched Qi Luchen fall on the ground and struggle to move, Zhong Meiyu looked restless and reprimanded her again.

If she wanted to divert Zhong Meiyu's attention, it was most appropriate for her, the more important father, to divert Zhong Meiyu's attention in person.But now, Zhong Huan judged that the original owner's leg broken by Qi Luchen could not be leaked to her, otherwise it would only aggravate her condition instead of filling her with thoughts of fighting back.

"Look at what!"

"Don't you have any AC numbers in mind?"

"Do you still know where your course has progressed? Do you still know what the homework assigned by your teacher is? Do you still know how to write the first word of the paper? Does focusing on a neuropathy satisfy you so much? "

After being slammed by her own father, it was difficult for Zhong Meiyu to pay attention to Qi Luchen again. Now, following Zhong Huan's remarks, her attention has been diverted to homework and papers in school, but the result is...

Zhong Meiyu said with a look of despair, "I haven't handed in my homework for a long time, Dad, I won't be expelled from school."

"It's okay, I heard a series of relatively novel words today, so I think people still have a lot of choices."

Zhong Huan led Zhong Meiyu to ask, and Zhong Meiyu was indeed a little curious, "What choice is that?"

"If there is no way to graduate from college, if your father and I lose our jobs, after we are laid off, we can open a small three-wheeler and go to the night market to set up a stall."

"From now on, you will be a flower in the night market, and all the boys want to go home with you."

Zhong Meiyu didn't notice Zhong Huan's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and only made his remarks thunderous.

"I...I definitely do my homework well!"

What about a flower in the night market, the boys all go home with her, what are you kidding?

What she wants is life, life!Not survival!

Zhong Meiyu even temporarily remembered what the girls in her dormitory had said when she was bragging with her.

"After we graduate, join the company and earn money, become a rich white-collar worker, with a little milk dog in the left hand and a little wolf dog in the right hand, that's called life!"

"Your idea is really boring. Be bold. When we make more money in the future, we can also open a joint venture shop."

"This one pressed my shoulder, that one poured me wine, and the other praised me all kinds of things beside me... Just thinking about it makes me feel elated."

Zhong Meiyu remembered that she said at the time, "The little milk dog will have it, the little wolf dog will have it, and the money will be there, but the prerequisite is to finish writing the thesis."

"Although what you said is very reasonable, but the thesis... I really don't want to write it...!"

Although the last group of people have invested in the world of papers.

Zhong Meiyu recalled all the assumptions she had made, and suddenly a surge of motivation surged in her heart. She picked up the mobile phone that she hadn't planned to turn on. When she was conscious, she felt ashamed that she hadn't contacted her tutor for so long. Feeling ashamed, but even if it is like this, you still have to face it when you should face it.

Zhong Huan watched with satisfaction as the little girl broke the first seal for herself.

He was sitting on the high-end leather sofa in Qi Luchen's house, with his legs crossed, just sitting there, he had a sense of extraordinary bearing, compared to the shrimp-like man curled up on the ground, he seemed more domineering President.

Perhaps it was because the original owner was beaten up by Qi Luchen before, causing his whole body to become a little messy, but these could not conceal Zhong Huan's brilliance, on the contrary, it made Qi Luchen who was also in a mess even worse than mud.

The slightly raised corners of his eyes seemed to indicate that his sarcasm would not stop in the future.

When he finally saw Qi Luchen get up again, Zhong Huan sat there and watched him standing not far from him, with a gloomy expression on his face, one hand on his lap, the other hooked him instead, The corner of the mouth raised slightly, "Go on,"

Zhong Huan cast a glance at Zhong Meiyu, and found that she was still immersed in her own thoughts, and kept tapping on her mobile phone. It seemed that she was replying to a message, so she continued to speak in a bewitching voice. Qi Luchen said, "You can break my leg once, don't you want to break my leg a second time?"

"These legs are here..."

Zhong Huan sat there, his crossed legs were straight and full of strength. The clothes on his body were just the cheap suits that the original owner wore for commuting, but Qi Luchen always felt that the person sitting there was not a college student in his 30s. The old father, but the nobles of the West.

Obviously, breaking an old father's legs made Qi Luchen feel nothing but irritability, but for Zhong Huan who is completely different now, breaking his legs was like tasting a delicacy to him.

It's a pity that the man on top didn't notice at all, Zhong Huan who was not far away just watched Qi Luchen walking towards him with cold eyes, but still remained unmoved and indifferent.

Qi Luchen himself didn't realize that he was shaky at all, and now he just wanted to break Zhong Huan's leg bit by bit, and watched the wailing sound, painful expression, all kinds of things appear on his face, just thinking about it. Just thinking about it makes Qi Luchen feel a little excited.

That kind of excitement seems to be a feeling that has been gone for many years, Qi Luchen is addicted to it, and is obsessed with it.

When he picked up the pole of the hat rack that Zhong Huan had thrown on the ground before, Zhong Huan was still sitting on the sofa.

And when the iron rod hit him directly, Zhong Huan stretched out his hand to touch the rod that was coming toward his face when the smile on Qi Luchen's face widened even further, and then pulled hard. , Qi Luchen staggered and fell towards Zhong Huan.

Qi Luchen could feel the uneasiness caused by the close distance at that moment, but the picture seemed to slow down by half, he could see Zhong Huan's face getting closer and closer to him, and then... for a moment stay away.

Zhong Huan finally stood up, just now when Qi Luchen attacked him, he kicked him in the chest, causing him to take two steps back and fall to the ground.

Then, Zhong Huan stepped on Qi Luchen's chest condescendingly and said, "Do you know how Stockholm was raised?"

"I think you should know, otherwise it would be impossible to do these things to my daughter."

"I originally wanted to try to turn you into Stockholm, but I always feel that this kind of action seems to be inconsistent with the spirit of a society ruled by law, so it is better to beat me up, what do you think?"

Zhong Huan bent down slightly, his messy hair made him feel unruly and at ease, only in Qi Luchen's eyes.But like a king who can never be defeated.

Zhong Meiyu kept buttoning her phone not far away, and in the process, she also noticed that her father beat Qi Luchen again, but she didn't care.

A dog man who threatens her has even made her mentally extreme. Zhong Meiyu still doesn't know that she has reached Stockholm. At this time, she has only one thought, no matter how Qi Luchen gets beaten, he won't care .

And Zhong Huan didn't mind using a little mental power to relieve Zhong Meiyu's mental pressure.

As for Qi Luchen's mania, although Zhong Huan didn't think of curing it, just as he once thought he could cure the lowly disease, he also felt that treating mania was the same way.

If every time Qi Luchen went crazy, the result that Qi Luchen got was that others were hurt, and if he was changed into that every time he went crazy, he was beaten and paralyzed, then his subconscious and instinct would no longer go crazy.

This is called extreme treatment.

But obviously, the people who received this treatment were not very happy to accept it.

Qi Luchen looked at the foot that was still on his chest, no matter how hard he struggled, the gravity that he couldn't break free made his eyes dim little by little.

But it would be great if a person who is sick can really be so simple. His performance is nothing more than years of business communication, learned instincts, a mask from the subconscious, and the disguise will not fall even when he is sick. camouflage.

But nothing worked.

How could Zhong Huan give freedom to a manic patient who he judged as a doctor was still in a state of illness?

Zhong Huan also yelled at him, "You have to act a bit more realistically, at least the hand holding the steel pipe in your hand needs to relax a bit."

Qi Luchen was still holding the pole that was basically used to place clothes and hats in his hand, and even the veins on the back of his hand were obviously bulging, which was enough to show how much strength he had used. Once Zhong Huan relaxed, the pole might be What appeared was every corner of his body.

The actions of the two big men here can't affect the girl next to her who is holding a mobile phone and starting to code the paper. She just said to Zhong Huan from a distance during the process of buttoning, "Dad, don't beat him to death. Whether we are laid off or drop out of school, we still have the option of going to the night market to set up a stall. If we beat him to death, we will have to go to prison to love each other."

Zhong Huan: "Actually, there is another option, that is, after we beat him to death, we will go to Huangquan together and beat him up again."

Zhong Meiyu paused when she heard this, and looked up at Zhong Huan with horror.

Zhong Huan felt that what he said was normal, because Zhong Meiyu had indeed committed suicide, at the same time and at the same place.

Zhong Meiyu, who should have committed suicide, was writing a dissertation on her mobile phone, and the man who should have been bored by the death of a woman was beaten so badly that he couldn't get up.

Qi Luchen coughed, the pain from being beaten by Zhong Huan had not completely disappeared in every corner of his body.

Beating Zhong Huan at the acupuncture points that can make people feel painful really made him realize what it means to be living hell.

This will be the case for the next two days.

Qi Luchen was taken care of by Zhong Huan for two full days. When Zhong Huan was sure, Zhong Meiyu saw that Qi Luchen would no longer have any thoughts of fear, but only when he was taught by his father that he could not lift his head. Clapping his hands, he said softly to Qi Luchen, who had already been dealt with in the past two days, "It's better not to let me continue to deal with you next time."

The man whose facial features looked much thinner in two days laughed, his voice was extremely dark, "Sure, there will be more."

Zhong Huan chuckled, feeling that he was seriously ill, turned around towards the sun and pushed open the door of Qi Luchen's villa, and left with Zhong Meiyu.