"Fake?" asked Han Changqing.

Seeing this, he stretched out his hand to pull him aside, and said in a "low voice", "Is there a eunuch in the Hei family?"

Han Changqing listened, touched his chin, was silent for a few seconds and said, "No." ”

"That's right. As he spoke, he put his arm around Han Changqing's shoulders and looked at the president cautiously: "It must be plastic surgery, or disfigurement." ”

Han Changqing listened, his face slightly gloomy.

"Are you sure?" asked Han Changqing.

Ask the face of the water demon, full of confidence: "Believe it or not, just take a look!"

He said, pointing to the president and saying, "The hair is gone, and the man doesn't have a word." It must be a eunuch, the surname black is not a eunuch, then this must be fake. ”

The president was so painful that he couldn't speak.

Hearing them discussing whether he was a eunuch or not, he wanted to jump up and kill them all.

"Come, look at Ben Shao. Asked Shui said.

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand, suddenly stunned, and said to Han Changqing: "Ben Shao's hand, it's too beautiful! ”

Han Changqing stepped forward, clasped the president's chin hard, and twisted it heavily.

With a snap, the president's jaw dislocated, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

His lips moved, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't.

Han Changqing lowered his head, pressed hard, his chin was put back, he pinched the president's face hard, buckled it hard, grabbed a layer of skin, and pulled it up.

"Shhh "The president was in pain, and his body was convulsive = convulsions.

Ask Shui to put on a handsome pose, stand there, touch his chin with his beautiful fingertips, and say to him: "Pinch a layer of skin, pull it hard! ”

"Good. Han Changqing "obediently" obeyed, grabbed the skin and tore it.

As a result, there is a layer of skin on the chin, which is torn off.

Blood oozed out, Han Changqing took a closer look and said, "It seems that it is not plastic surgery." ”

"It's just that there's something missing down there. Han Changqing said in a deep voice.

Asked Shui to listen, turned around and grabbed the scissors, rushed forward and said, "Cut it open and see, is it shrunk inside?"

"What do you say?" Han Changqing asked suspiciously.

Ask the water in a low voice: "Sunflower Treasure Book, have you heard of it?"

"I heard that there is a shrinkage exercise, this product must be practiced, right? We just cut it open, and we can see it. ”

Han Changqing listened, turned around and walked to the window, took a cigarette and lit it.

"Bang" only saw one side, something exploded.

The president was blown up, bounced off his bed, and fell down again.

The corners of his mouth were oozing blood, and his eyes were closed in pain!

"Master, third master, I... Troublesome... You guys... I want to see the third master. The president said bitterly, his voice horribly hoarse, and his throat felt hot as if it had been dripped with hot oil.

His fingers moved, but the needle was poked in.

"Third Master, who is it?" asked Shui and turned his head to look at Han Changqing.

Han Changqing smoked a cigarette, and after smoking a cigarette, he whispered, "I guess it's my grandfather." “

Asking Shui to listen, he seemed to suddenly remember: "Called the third master, does this thing still remember that he is a descendant of the Xiao family? ”

Wen Shui said, turned around and raised his foot to kick over.

The president's leg was broken before, and he kicked it, and the bone joint was displaced!

"Ask the water, don't make a fuss. Han Changqing said.

Asked Shui to listen, turned around and grabbed Han Changqing hard, who knew that Han Changqing's lighter flew away and fell towards the bed, the two turned their heads and saw that the president's hair was on fire.

"Poof. Seeing this, he hurriedly rushed forward with ice water and sprinkled it.

The president's hair, charred, ice water splashed on his face, his eyes widened and he stared at the top of the bed.

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