Four and a Half Years Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

Afternoon.

The little milk baby sits on the sofa and watches TV.

The cartoon is playing on TV, and the protagonist is still the handsome monkey who can ride the clouds.

Seeing the excitement, the little milk baby couldn't help climbing onto the sofa and jumping around.

Extend both hands straight, sometimes upward and sometimes downward.

"Lele is going to fly too! Ow!"

After making a fuss for a while, the little milk baby got tired and lay directly on the sofa. She started to hold the milk bottle and didn't drink. She just rolled around like this, occasionally laying herself on a blanket.

Until the scene where the master blamed the handsome monkey appeared in the cartoon, the small body shook and stood up excitedly.

"Master is too stupid!"

The old watcher who happened to enter the door: "?"

After inquiring, the Master of Old View only realized that this master was not his master, and he was relieved.

His old **** was sitting on the side, rubbing the dumplings, and then said with a smile, "LeLe, Master wants to see if your practice has regressed, do you dare to accept it?"

People who have been with the little milk baby for a while know that she can't stand the violent tactics.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the little milk baby got up, put both hands on the sofa, and stared at him puffingly.

"Master cannot look down upon Lele, Lele will soon be able to surpass Master!"

"Then come and see what this is."

The old Guanzhu took out a box, and before opening it, the little milk baby's face was wrinkled, she was holding her nose, and said in disgust, "It smells so bad."

"Then open it and see what it is."

The little milk baby was very particular about finding two small gloves. After putting them on, she pulled open the brocade box and saw clearly that there was a blood-stained statue inside.

"What an ugly statue."

The old watcher said nothing, and kindly watched the apprentice slowly study the statue.

In fact, he thought to himself that if the kid Qin Jian wanted to count him, he would count Qin Jian's daughter to see who was better.

It is impossible to let him work for nothing.

Little Fatty grabbed the blood-stained statuette with his hand, and shook his hand in disgust, and continued to pull it, without seeing the famous or famous, directly crushed the statue.

The old-fashioned master's smile gradually disappeared.

"Little ancestor, your strength is too great."

"Hmm, Lele has been improving, and Lele is okay, Lele will be even more powerful in the future!"

Master Yun Lao didn't dare to imagine what his apprentice would look like when he grew up.

There were several hairs in the broken statue, **** with blood-stained white silk and satin, **** with the hair, and a talisman.

The talisman paper has been stained with blood.

Realizing something, the Master of Old View stood up directly, and then sat down slowly, waiting for the apprentice to speak.

The big eyes have been narrowed together.

Xiao Naiwa realized that these hairs might have originated from people she knew.

The little dumplings that could have been kneaded became fried dumplings.

"Who is calculating the nasty ghost?"

She stood up ‘rub’, the little nanny made a fist, turned and walked out.

It just so happened that Qin Jian and Qin Ping walked in one after another.

Qin Jian's eyelids jumped subconsciously when he heard the words ‘hate ghost’.

He hasn't waited until his daughter to change her mind so far.

There is still a long way to win the forgiveness and favor of my daughter. I hope that this two-year-old birthday party will be satisfied for my daughter.

The little milk baby walked over in anger. It was obviously Xiao Ding. When she raised her head to look at Qin Jian, she was very aura.

She pointed.

"You are such a big person, why are you so careless?"

Qin Jian: "?"

The puffed face of the little milk baby seemed to be broken with a poke.

"Before you accidentally let Ma Ma be calculated, but now it is calculated again. Is your head long for nothing?"

If someone else scolded, Qin Jian might change his face on the spot. If it was a daughter, it would be okay.

A person who speaks with a small milky voice can hardly be fierce no matter how much he scolds.

Qin Jian was fearless.

Without seeing a trace of repentance, the little milk baby became even more angry and stepped on his foot angrily.

"I told you not to be careful! You have been calculated again, how come you are such a stupid person?"

Qin Ping, who was standing on the side, heard his father's painful inhalation. He turned his head and found that his father could still keep his face unchanged.

It's also great.

If you don't fight back, you don't fight back.

This was boring, and the little milk baby quickly became discouraged and threw herself into Qin Ping's arms.

"Da Ge Ge, how come someone always counts you?"

Qin Ping lifted her up to make her hug her comfortably. Yu Guang found his father's cold eyes unconcerned.

When they arrived in the living room and saw the crumpled statue, Qin Ping realized that they deliberately used the existing resources to be an old master, and the old master directly acted as a shopkeeper, or threw their work to the little milk baby.

"The hair here is ours?"

"Humph!"

The little milk baby lay on his shoulders, her round face was forced out into a more Q-bomb shape.

Qin Jian watched silently, especially wanting to poke, but his daughter didn't give a chance.

"It should be mine."

Qin Jian recalled.

"Two months ago, I was almost kidnapped. The robbers scratched my hand and touched my head."

Hair and blood should be taken away at that time.

As a rich man, there is the possibility of being kidnapped at any time.

It may be that the competitor spoils it maliciously, or it may be someone begging for money, but Qin Jian didn't think much about it at the time.

After solving Brother Bai Yu, he didn't pay much attention to this aspect.

Qin Ping frowned in disapproval and lowered his voice.

"You almost got kidnapped, you didn't tell us."

"Homely food, no need."

Qin Jian was also cold.

The father and son had cold faces to cold faces, and they were on the verge of touching them.

The little milk baby tilted her head and looked at Qin Jian, her eyes rolled a few times, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

But soon after comparing the hair and blood, it was discovered that there were Qin Jian, Qin Yan, and Qin Youxian's hair and blood at the same time.

In addition, there is the blood of victims who died tragically in certain homicides three months ago.

Qin Ping is seeking confirmation with his fourth uncle and cousin, asking if they have been in contact with suspicious characters in the past few months.

The little milk baby who was put on the sofa was puffed up.

She hugged her chest with her hands, her calves didn't move.

"Intentionally using blood containing resentment will not directly kill you, but you can use the feng shui of building the building to bite off everyone's wealth and body."

Simply put, if the fountain is completed, the Qin Group may experience various situations such as project failure, and business will gradually decline.

The health of the Qin family and those working in the Qin Group will be affected.

Now that the fountain has been filled up, the other party has no other choice but to use even more destructive methods.

The foreman only needs to bury these in the new building, and a similar effect can be achieved after a period of time.

There will be accidents in the new building, and the people working in it will have physical problems.

There is no doubt that someone took advantage of this opportunity to calculate the Qin family.

Compared with the extremely angry little milk baby, Qin Jian and Qin Ping are much calmer.

"Da Ge Ge, why are you not angry?"

Qin Ping patted her head.

"got used to."

After a pause, he added, "The Qin family is so outstanding."