my fairy maid

Chapter 290 The Seventh Magical Brain

Near a garbage transfer station in the suburbs, it is a very remote place, [-] kilometers away from No. [-] Middle School.

This is the place where the crazy boy made an appointment with Brother Zhupi. When the kid was on the phone, he added fuel to the phone and said how arrogant Fan Jianqiang was, saying that Brother Zhupi was just a pig, and he would do anything to sow discord. Looking at Fan Qiang's eyes, it is simply bitterness and hatred.

Fan Qiangqiang shook his head and looked at the middle-aged couple with a wry smile, "How do you feel when you see your son like this?"

The middle-aged woman cried: "Sir, please, can you let my son go? I will definitely educate him when I go back this time, and teach him to be a new man!"

Fan Jianqiang smiled and said, "Do you think it's useful?"

The woman nodded again and again: "It's useful, it's useful, it must be useful! If he doesn't obey me, I'll... beat him!"

Fan Jianqiang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay then, you go and slap him twenty times on the mouth so hard that he will bleed. If you can do it, I'll forget about it and don't pursue it. How about it?"

The woman showed a hesitant look.

Fan Jianqiang sneered and said, "Do you want to fight? When your son tried to moleste my sister-in-law, he didn't hesitate at all. If you don't want to hit me, then I'll do it. If I say twenty words, he can still do it." If I can't live, I won't guarantee it."

The man suddenly said: "I'll fight! If such a son can't be taught well, I'd rather not have it!"

Fan Jianqiang said: "If you beat him to death, I can guarantee that you won't go to jail."

The man strode towards his son who was on the phone from afar.

The woman shouted: "Old Zhong, you are light..."

Fan Jianqiang sneered, and the woman was shocked, unable to speak.

"Your son has already been ruined, do you know? Your husband is right. He would rather not have it. Such a child will not be able to escape the life of a seven-eight-cent bullet sooner or later when he grows up. He has to be beaten. Let him die! Give him a breath, I will take him to see how vulnerable the piggy boy he admires is, what a dead dog he is!"

The middle-aged woman cried: "I was wrong, it was my fault, I didn't teach him well."

"Come here!" the man shouted angrily at his son.

"What are you doing?" the boy asked rebelliously.

"Slap!", the man slapped his son hard on the face!

"Why did you hit me!" The son looked at his father in astonishment.

"I want to wake you up! I thought you were just naughty, but you were young and ignorant. I didn't expect you to join the underworld!"

"What triad! That's a slur! We are a collective! A team! Do you understand! We are all brothers!"

"You bastard! You son of a bitch! I'm going to beat you to death!" The man became more and more angry, rushed forward, and slapped his son again, making his son's mouth full of blood.

The child quickly backed away, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, glared at his father, and screamed, "If you hit me again, don't blame me for being rude! I will fight back!"

"You still have to fight back! How dare you fight back against your father! You unfilial and rebellious thing! I can't beat you to death!" The man was trembling with anger, chased after him, and slapped him hard, even though the child was only 14 years old. But at the age of 14, the child at the age of [-] looked about the same height as an adult except for his thin body and childish face. When he blocked it with his arm, the man became even more angry and kept yelling and cursing.

Fan Jianqiang and the middle-aged woman stood in front of the car, while the man turned his back to this side, so no one saw what a terrible thing happened in the next ten seconds!

Suddenly, the man stopped cursing, but staggered a bit, then took a step back, and fell to the ground.

No one reacted to the sudden change, because no one thought of it.

It was the same child who suddenly yelled hysterically: "Don't hit me! Don't hit me!"

When the man was sitting on the ground, a boy with a bloody knife finally appeared.

The woman seemed to have crashed, dumbfounded, unable to believe her eyes, and stood there dumbfounded.

And Fan Qiangqiang had already rushed out, the crazy boy with eyes full of hostility, brandished the switchblade in his hand, and stabbed at Fan Qiangqiang.

With a slap across the face, Fan Jianqiang knocked off the jumping knife in his hand, his face was already full of evil spirits, if this child is said to be young and immature, he will break up with the underworld, then he stabbed him with a knife His own biological father!What kind of behavior is this!

How the heck should he cultivate such a miraculous brain damage!

"It's your father who is so annoying! Aren't you afraid of thunder?!" Fan Jianqiang slapped him out, causing him to scream and fall dizzily to the ground.

Fan Qiangqiang didn't have time to take care of this mental illness, so he put his hand on the middle-aged man's stomach. The man's whole body trembled, his lips trembled, and he didn't know whether it was pain or anger.

After using the healing light, such a small wound has already healed after 20 seconds, without even losing much blood.

The woman rushed over hysterically, screaming her husband's name, and seeing the blood on her husband's body, her face turned pale with shock.

Fan Jianqiang shouted: "Okay, your husband is fine, he's done!"

The man came to his senses at this moment, touched his stomach, and said in surprise: "Why can't I feel the pain?" Pressing a little harder on the stomach that was stabbed by his son just now, he was even more shocked: "Why are you all right?"

Fan Qiangqiang glared at him, and said: "If I make a move, your son will be ### a hundred dollars, and you won't be able to die! What the hell, how did the two of you teach your son? I'm really ignorant and have never heard of it. I really learned a lot today."

At this time, a car drove by in the distance.

Fan Jianqiang patted the man's shoulder and said, "Both of you, get in the car and stay there. You don't have to get out if anything happens."

Motorcycles, mopeds, and miniature buns actually brought a lot of people.

Fan Jianqiang pinched the boy, after a while, the crazy kid woke up, saw Fan Qiangqiang squatting in front of him coldly, scrambled away in horror, turned around and saw the sound of the car, his eyes shot out Fanatical look.

"Hahaha...you are dead! My boss and brothers are here, have you prepared the coffin?"

Fan Jianqiang said disdainfully: "Is there just such a few people? I thought your piggy brother was so awesome!"

"You don't have to hold on anymore, just wait to die!" The boy ran towards those people.

After a while, a Jetta car got on, and a person got off, skinny, as thin as a peasant brother who had just passed through the old society. The child ran to the thin man, nodding and bowing as if seeing his own father.

"Brother Pigpi! That guy joked that we have few people! Where are our people?" The child said bitterly to Brother Pigpi.

"It's crazy, just come here with a little boy? It's just such a person, I think it's too much!" Brother Zhupi was as thin as a person who had taken drugs, and he was wearing a collar with a circle around it. Mao's fur coat, I don't know if it is a cheap one bought in Taobao's off-season clearance.

Fan Jianqiang saw that the people who got off the bus, except for a few young people in their 20s, were all children in their [-]s and [-]s, all of them were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and ran forward screaming strangely.

The pig skin brother walked towards Fan Jianqiang majesticly, followed by thirty or forty people, which was a bit like the aura of the boss leading the younger brother in the movie.

Brother Zhupi held his head high, and stopped less than ten meters away from Fan Jianqiang. He stretched out his right hand without looking back, and a younger brother silently handed over a watermelon knife wrapped in newspaper. Pi Ge took it with his hand, tore the newspaper slowly, and said arrogantly: "Boy, you hit my pig-skinned person? You are not small!"

Fan Qiangqiang looked at the boy standing aside with a look of admiration on his face, disgusted as if he had eaten a fly, what kind of three-view subversion did he have to worship such a rubbish thing?Seeing that those children are almost all [-], [-] and [-], they should be in high school at most at this time!Fan Jianqiang felt pity in his heart, and he became more determined to Mo Hai and Hongmen to completely destroy them.

"Brother Pigpi, right? Master Long's subordinate?" Fan Jianqiang asked.

Brother Zhupi's tearing newspaper paused for a moment, and said, "Do you still know Master Long?"

"Ye Shilong, why don't you know him? You know Brother Ping, right? Brother Ping is also his subordinate, right?"

Brother Zhupi was stunned again: "You still know Brother Ping?"

Fan Qiangqiang took out his mobile phone, found Brother Ping's number with a smile, dialed it, waved to Brother Zhupi, and said, "Come here, I'll call Brother Ping."

Fan Jianqiang pressed the speakerphone.

Brother Zhupi's expression suddenly became more respectful, and he walked forward.

"Brother Fan? Brother Fan, you haven't contacted me for a long time!" Brother Ping's voice came from the phone.

"Yeah, I've been busy abroad recently and just came back."

"Brother Fan, this is great. Let me treat Brother Fan to dinner."

"You don't need to eat for now. I'm very busy here. Let me ask you something. Is there a boss named Brother Zhupi under Master Long?"

"Pigskin? I know, it's the subordinate of Chili in the West District. What's the matter? Brother Fan?"

"Oh, Brother Zhupi's subordinates are trying to moleste my sister-in-law. I am negotiating with Brother Zhupi. I think this Brother Zhupi is very arrogant. He also brought dozens of subordinates. Everyone has knives to kill me. Let me just ask you, if there is such a person, I will give you face and not punish them to death, okay, since I am really your brother Ping's friend, I will be careful!"

"Fuck me, Zhupi dares to be rude to you, Brother Fan? Brother Fan, I'm so sorry, I'll contact Chili right away and ask him to come over and apologize to you! I'll be right there too, Brother Fan, where are you?"

Brother Pigpi has colorful expressions, full of surprise and uncertainty.

Fan Qiangqiang sneered and said: "No need, this matter can't be solved by apologizing, brother Ping, let's do it, don't interfere in this matter, I treat you as a friend, and I don't want to make it difficult for you, so you just don't care about it." I know, listen to my advice, you go to other places immediately, tell Master Long that you have something to do in your hometown, and leave Mohai immediately, do you hear me clearly? I don’t want to explain too much about this matter, if it’s a friend, you should leave immediately, etc. I'll call back."

Brother Ping said in shock: "Brother Fan, what happened?"

"Hey, no one in this world can offend me, let alone a mere pig-skinned brother, even if Ye Shilong comes in person, I have to ask him to give me an explanation, otherwise, I want Mo Hai Hongmen to disappear from Mo Hai!"

After speaking, Fan Jianqiang didn't explain any more and hung up the phone.

Being able to talk about these things with Brother Ping is already considered Fan Jianqiang's nostalgia for the past, and it is finally a friendship with a table of wine, and he has done his best.

Fan Qiangqiang looked at Brother Zhupi with a sneer, and said, "I'm still waiting for you to call more people. Call your boss Pepper! Chili in the Western District? Hehe, I like chili the most."

Brother Zhupi blushed and shouted, "You...go to hell!"

He directly pulled the watermelon knife out of the newspaper, and stabbed Fan Jianqiang in the chest.