Chapter 207: The scene was once brutal
When a normal person fights, they generally have to go through three steps: 'looking at each other unpleasantly, verbally shouting, and formally starting a fight'.
Due to the regional characteristics and the differences in the personalities of the parties, the time elasticity of the two parts of looking at each other unpleasantly and verbally shouting is very large. It may take a long time to accumulate hatred, and it is not for nothing that it takes three or five years to decide to turn the other cheek; There are also short ones, and a simple sentence of "what do you see" is enough to become an incentive to start fighting.
There are very few people like Lin Nianhe who directly interrupted the second step and did not follow the process.
Too fast, too suddenly.
So much so that when the man covered in flesh was dragged out of the house by Wen Lan's hair, his brain was still stuck on the bridge of his nose and he was punched.
Shen Cailan leaned on her brother's arms in a daze, looking at Lin Nianhe, not knowing what to say.
Lin Nianhe clapped her hands, took out a few pieces of candy and stuffed them into her hands, rubbed her head again, and said softly: "Cailan, you and your brother are in the house first, and the teacher will deal with the man." ā
Shen Cailan held the candy, her eyes widened.
Lin Nianhe smiled, turned around and went out, and closed the door very considerately.
Wen Lan kicked the man all over the ground, so frightened that the two chickens that were still wandering around hid in the corner.
Seeing that the two of them didn't notice her, Lin Nianhe put his hand behind his back and took a brick from the space.
"Whoa, whoa!"
The man squeaked, crawled all over the ground with his head in his hands, and cursed in his mouth: "Aren't you fucking teachers?" The teacher hit someone! The teacher hit someone! ā
He shouted loudly, but unfortunately it was time to go to work, and there was no one in the village.
The man thought that he had shouted the wrong thing, and the beaten brain seemed to have been opened to the second pulse of Ren Du, and immediately changed his words: "The ten-mile brigade is here to beat people!" The ten-mile brigade is coming to beat people! ā
"Shout! You continued to shout. Lin Nianhe stepped forward holding the bricks.
The man suddenly shut up.
Judging from his more than 30 years of experience in fighting, if he continues to shout in this situation, he will have to be beaten even harder.
Lin Nianhe stepped forward and glanced at Wen Lan.
Wen Lan understood what she meant this time, and kicked out a corner and stepped on the man's calf to prevent him from running.
Lin Nianhe walked up to the man and lowered his eyes to look at him.
The man's face was full of flowers, and he looked a little pitiful.
Lin Nianhe suddenly raised a foot and kicked him on the thigh: "I let you continue to call your grandson can't you hear?" ā
Man: "......! ā
Shouting, shouting......
Asking for help also requires emotion, and emotions are not in place, and people don't know what to shout.
The man swallowed the blood in his mouth and shouted weakly, "Help." ā
Lin Nianhe kicked again: "Shouting so copingly, looking down on my aunt and grandmother?" ā
The man's lips trembled twice, and he raised his voice: "Help! ā
"Shouting for help? Treat me like a murderer? Did I say I'm going to kill you? ā
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"Pretending to be dead and touching porcelain? Want to blackmail me? ā
āā¦ā¦ No, no. ā
"Dare to quibble!"
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"Why is it silent again?"
Lin Nianhe kicked a sentence, and his depressed heart saw the sun.
Wen Lan watched from the sidelines and grinned.
It's so brutal.
The man was kicked like a boiled shrimp and curled up in a ball.
In fact, Lin Nianhe's kicking force was not heavier than Wen Lan's, but the psychological trauma she caused to the man was more serious than Wen Lan's ten kicks.
Lin Nianhe saw that he was almost over, and squatted down in front of him with a brick: "Hey, I ask you to answer, if the answer disagrees with me, you can give me a performance." ā
If Lin Nianhe said this a few minutes ago, the man would not believe that she dared to call her head with a brick.
But now, he believes, he believes too much!
The man nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Ask, ask, aunt, you ask." ā
Lin Nianhe was very satisfied with his attitude, and patted his head a few times with a brick to show his reward.
"How much bride price did you give Shen Cailan?"
The man swallowed: "Twenty, twenty." ā
Lin Nianhe: "Why is it twenty?" Do you have any obsession with this number? ā
The man's eyes widened, and he was about to cry: "IāI don't have it......"
"None? The answer is too coping. Lin Nianhe gently shook the bricks, and the threat was self-evident.
When a man misses his daughter-in-law, he doesn't spend so many brain cells, he thinks desperately, and finally holds back a sentence: "I total, twenty or twenty is enough, enough for her mother to see a doctor." ā
"Oh." Lin Nianhe nodded, and the words changed, "You were the one who took 100 yuan as a bride price and wanted to marry Wang Xixi, right?" ā
The man didn't understand what she was trying to do when she mentioned Wang Xixi, but this question was easy to answer, and he immediately nodded: "Yes, it's me." ā
"It's a hundred for Daxi, and twenty for Cailan," Lin Nianhe narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly, "Grandson, aren't you bullying honest people?" ā
The man trembled, and his eyes were red: "I didn't!" I'm not! I'm ......"
Lin Nianhe ignored him, played with the bricks and continued: "You just said that if you gave the bride price, Cailan has to go with you, otherwise you will report to the public security, right?" ā
"No, I didn't, I don't want her, okay......"
"That's not good, you have taken all the bride price, how can you not marry a daughter-in-law?" Lin Nianhe looked at him very kindly, "That's it, you go to the health center to see the injury first, you can't be a groom with an injury, right?" ā
The man looked at her blankly, bewildered.
Lin Nianhe continued slowly: "By the way, I learned a new word today, called 'hit when you are discharged from the hospital', guess what this means?" ā
Man...... Crying.
A tall and strong old man, lying on the ground sobbing, crying sullenly.
On the side, Wen Lan looked at Lin Nianhe and muttered thoughtfully: "No wonder you always don't let me beat people, I thought you were afraid that I would cause trouble, but you thought I was too light." ā
Lin Nianhe's breathing was sluggish, and he wrinkled his nose at her, signaling her to shut up.
Wen Lan didn't have a temper this time, and directly covered her mouth.
Lin Nianhe lowered his head and poked the man's face with the corner of the brick: "What are you crying about?" Marrying a daughter-in-law is a big event, how can you stubble? Aren't you happy? ā
These words were like the last straw that crushed the camel, and the man cried out with a "wow".
"Don't marry, don't marry...... I don't dare, auntie, please spare me......"
Lin Nianhe smacked his tongue: "Don't, I'm not afraid of trouble." ā
Man: "I'm not married, I'll take a detour when I see Shen Cailan in the future...... I don't want any money......"
"It's like we got your twenty dollars."
"Nope! You don't! It's something I'm willing to give...... Woo woo woo you can leave me alone......"
Lin Nianhe saw that he was almost scared, so he took out twenty yuan from his pocket and threw it to him.
"Take the money, get out, and dare to do such crooked thoughts in the future...... The scenery behind the mountain is good, I will definitely find a good place for you to bury. ā
When Lin Nianhe said this, his tone was very flat, even more flat than when he teased just now.
But the man saw the bloodthirsty yin from the bottom of her eyes, as if killing someone had long been a trivial matter for her.
He shuddered, didn't dare to say a word more, picked up the money and stumbled away.
Lin Nianhe squatted in place and didn't move, she closed her eyes and frowned, pressing her eyebrows irritably.
She hadn't touched scum for too long, and she was a little stressed, remembering all the things of the end times.
Wen Lan sensed that something was wrong with her, and stepped forward and asked, "Hezi, what's wrong with you?" ā
Lin Nianhe didn't answer, and after a while, she breathed a long sigh of relief, opened her eyes, and the bottom of her eyes returned to clarity.
Throwing away the bricks casually, she stretched out her hand to Wen Lan and said glutinously: "Sister Lan, pull me, it scares my legs." ā
Wen Lan slapped her hand away: "You're afraid of a hammer!" ā
(End of chapter)