After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 226 226 True Weakness
Zhao Yuanle looked at Wu Lin.

"I probably know what's going on with you. There is no evidence this time. You did win, but whether you can achieve your wish is not certain."

Hearing Zhao Yuanle's words, Zhao Sancheng couldn't help but patted his head.

"Lele, what are you talking about?"

Wu Lin understood, but he didn't say anything.

The old man in the afternoon looked back and forth between the two as if he had guessed something.

Only Yi Li looked at Zhao Yuanle and asked this question seriously.

"Are you sure it's over?"

He was too lazy to care about these things, but this time he got involved out of personal reasons. If Zhao Yuanle really decided to let it go, he would definitely not mind his own business.

Zhao Yuanle asked back: "Then what if there is no evidence, what can you do?"

Yi Li didn't say a word.

The bright ones cannot come, but the dark ones can come.

But if Zhao Yuanle didn't think it was necessary, he wouldn't pretend to be affectionate.

Zhao Yuanle: "Thank you, I won't trouble you anymore."

The old man in the afternoon looked at the situation, then at his son, and asked, "Is... all right?"

Another guard comforted the old man Wu: "It's all right. You see, the Zhao family is all right. How can your son be a bad guy? Old man, you can go back with your son."

Upon hearing this, the old man Wu hurriedly waved his hands.

Forget it soon, he doesn't want to live with his son, he panicked.

Yi Li took the key and went over to unlock Wu Lin's handcuffs.

"Don't let me catch you again."

Wu Lin turned his head away.

"Ugly people shouldn't be in my house."

Yi Li snorted coldly and walked out.

The old man in the afternoon watched his son hesitate to speak. He wanted to say something, but he knew that his son would not listen.

Zhao Sancheng was a little confused.

"Well, that's all for now?"

Yi Li: "Ask your niece."

Zhao Yuanle smiled, and suddenly looked at Yi Li: "Do you have a pen?"

Yi Li frowned: "You want it?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

Yi Li took out a pen from his body and handed it to Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle took the pen, opened the pen directly, and painted on his own face without saying a word.

As for the eyebrows, if you draw a one-line eyebrow, you have to thicken it.

For the mouth, draw a big matchmaker mole, under the eyes you can paint dark circles, next to the nose, add a few hairs, and on the bridge of the nose, dot dozens of pockmarks.

She did this movement smoothly, without any lag.

And Wu Lin, who was loosening his wrist over there, became more and more ugly following Zhao Yuanle's movements.

He looked at Zhao Yuanle's increasingly uglier face, and his whole body seemed to be crawling and biting by thousands of ants.

"stop!"

He was rarely emotional.

The old man Wu watched, and hurriedly urged Zhao Yuanle: "Stop, he's going crazy."

Zhao Yuanle spread his hands: "What are you afraid of? Is it possible that you still want to beat me? That's good, Zhengchou can't find any evidence to send you to jail. Come on, let's see which of us beats whom."

Wu Lin's breathing became rapid, and he was struggling to control his impulse. .

Zhao Yuan was happy to see his reaction, and knew better that his guess was right.

Tsk... To deal with neuropathy, you really have to follow the logic of neuropathy.

Normal people's methods don't work.

Zhao Yuanle turned to look at the third uncle beside him.

"Third Uncle, am I ugly?"

Zhao Sancheng: "..."

After a long silence, Zhao Sancheng said: "Actually, you used to look pretty, but now you are a bit ugly."

Zhao Yuanle laughed and looked at Wu Lin in front of him.

"Sorry, I don't look good now."

Wu Lin suppressed his breathing, he took a deep breath, and said with difficulty: "Wipe your face clean."

Otherwise he would have to do it himself.

Zhao Yuanle clicked his tongue.

"Aren't you unscrupulous? Come on, touch me if you have the ability."

She looked at the other guard: "Look, there are so many people now, it's not without evidence, and it's not my family's opinion."

The old man Wu watched from the side, and couldn't help but want to give Zhao Yuanle a thumbs up.

That's really high... This method can also be figured out.

Yi Li turned around, seeing Wu Lin's restless look, he laughed out loud.

Heh... that's okay too?

Wu Lin didn't move at the moment, he turned his head and stopped looking at Zhao Yuanle's face, his whole body was trembling, and he felt uncomfortable with naked eyes.

Zhao Yuanle also turned around.

"If you have the ability, just come to me. If you don't talk about Wude, then I can also burn the things you have made for many years."

Hearing this, Yi Li raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Tsk, it's fair."

Zhao Yuanle smiled.

"Everything must be fair."

Yi Li nodded: "This time, I admit that you are right."

He was still angry at first, but was tricked by a person with a mental disorder. Now, seeing this person with a defective brain, he was cured by Zhao Yuanle in the same way. Hey, he is really not angry at all, and even wants to watch a movie again .

Wu Lin over there looked very uncomfortable, and Yi Li's mood became very comfortable.

Zhao Yuanle called Zhao Sancheng.

"Third Uncle, let's go."

Zhao Sancheng looked at Old Man Wu, who hurriedly followed.

"Go, I'll go with you."

Wu Lin stood behind and didn't move. He was in a bad mood and didn't want to see Zhao Yuanle's face at all.

Several people were walking on the moonlit road, Zhao Yuanle suddenly remembered and returned the pen to Yi Li.

Yi Li took the pen, looked at Zhao Yuanle's painted face, and laughed out loud.

"Good for you."

Zhao Yuanle hummed: "This is called prescribing the right medicine."

Abnormal people need to be treated differently.

Yi Li laughed and asked Zhao Yuanle about safety.

"Are you really relieved? He has a heart."

Zhao Yuanle: "Hmph, he's just coming at me, so I'm not afraid."

The old man Wu who was next to him suddenly interrupted.

"He's not coming for anyone else."

Yi Li: "Are you so sure?"

The old man Wu nodded: "There are two kinds of people and things in his eyes, he likes what he likes, and he doesn't like what he doesn't like.

Those who don't like and despise, he treats them like air, as long as they don't block his way, he doesn't care at all. "

"Yo, you're quite principled?" Yi Li felt ridiculous.

The old man lowered his head in embarrassment.

"He, he just has a problem with his head."

As he said that, the old man Wu looked at Zhao Yuanle again: "Perhaps, he didn't care about your ugly face before, so he didn't want to bother you.

In fact, these years, he has seldom made troubles. I guess his eyes are getting higher and higher, and he rarely sees anything, so he stays in his room, and his face turns pale when he doesn’t bask in the sun. Pale. "

Speaking of this, the old man Wu guessed again: "That day, he probably had no money by chance, and came back to ask me for money to eat."

Zhao Sancheng couldn't hold back his complaints.

"He's a big man, he has hands and feet. If he doesn't work, what is he doing with those tricks every day? He also asks his parents for money, what kind of person!"

The old man at noon also sighed: "Forget it, I'm thankful that he doesn't make trouble, and I can feel at ease when I give him money to support him."

(End of this chapter)