There seemed to be fire in Qin Jue's eyes.

The father was stunned with seven wolves, and he had never seen a son like this.

"Big brother, stop fighting." The second uncle held the teacup and smiled slowly: "Qin Jue is just joking with everyone. ”

Qin Jue shook his head: "No, I want to ask my grandfather to also get a tattoo on his back." ”

Second uncle: "........."

Big nephew, I'm trying my best to save you.

It's okay not to say it, but as soon as he said it, Qin Jun was completely angry.

When he mentioned the seven wolves, he slammed them on Qin Jue's body.

Qin never dodged, letting his skin be opened, he gritted his teeth and smiled: "Dad, if you've had enough, just follow me to get a tattoo." ”

Qin Jun roared angrily: "If you can resist a hundred times, Lao Tzu will follow you!" ”

A hundred?

Qin Jue smiled, it was just a pain of flesh and skin.

How could it hurt to carry his father's body out of the sea of blood in his previous life?

Syllable!

Syllable......

"Don't hit Big Brother!"

"Yes, don't fight, Xiao Jue is still small."

"Qin Jun, you try to beat my grandson again!!"

Old Man Qin was so anxious that he hit his father with a cane.

The father yelled while beating his head: "I educate the rebel, don't care about anyone!" ”

Fighting, Qin Jun regained a little strength, and his son knew that he should have almost fainted, anyway, he had not smoked seven wolves before.

But Qin Jue always smiled in a daze, silently carrying every whip, and his waist was like steel poured, without shaking the slightest.

Seeing that his father had regained his strength, Qin Jue raised his head and smiled: "Dad, fifty-three." ”

Airplanes!

"Rebel!!"

Qin Jun roared.

It was full of a hundred strokes, and the Qin army was sweating.

"You hit my grandson again!" Old Man Qin yelled angrily: "I'm going to be angry with you traitor!" ”

Qin Jue turned his head and smiled: "Master, promise me that it's okay, tattoo Huang Zhong with eight arms on his back, Huang Zhong is also a positive character, don't be ashamed........."

"Ye promised you, Ye promised you! Tell your dad and stop fighting! ”

Confession?

If I admit it, your rebel son will not follow me.

Qin Jue gritted his teeth and smiled and took a hundred lashes.

"Dad, you promised me."

Qin Jue stood in place bloodily, smiling with a spring breeze on his face.

Looking at his son like this, his fierce father was completely stunned.

Qin Jue stood up with a bloody back, grabbed his father and grandfather, and went straight to the door.

"I've thought it all through."

"Master, you have a tattoo of Huang Zhong with eight arms on your back, and a tattoo on your chest to sit on the Buddha."

"Dad, you have two arm lines to open your eyes Guan Gong, and two legs to coil around the mountain black dragon."

......

Gradually moving away from the door of the house, Qin Jue suddenly felt a beast-like brute force explode behind him, so that he couldn't drag it at all, and when he looked back, his father was standing in place with a gloomy face.

"It's time for this farce to end!"

Father glared at Qin Jue fiercely: "I don't want to continue to humiliate your face in front of the whole family, so I came out with you, and now this farce should be over." ”

Qin Jue took a deep breath: "Father, do you still refuse to believe me?" ”

"If I want me to believe that you've been loitering all day, I'll do." The father looked at his grandfather apologetically, turned his head and said, "You are grown up now, it is not appropriate to beat you again, I will report to the Patrol Supervision Bureau tomorrow, and I have already found a good way for you." ”

Patrol Bureau?

Qin Jue was slightly surprised.

You must know that the welfare of the Patrol Supervision Bureau is ridiculously good, and ordinary people may not be able to pass the written exam even if they take the exam seven or eight times, but now the father who has always been iron-faced and selfless actually uses his personal connections to stuff himself into it......

Thinking of this, Qin Jue smiled.

As a father, he has always been a knife-mouthed tofu heart.

Then I can't let you die in that boundless evil.

"Dad, master, I want to tell you something."

Facing his father's back, Qin Jue said softly: "I can predict the future. ”

This is a self-detonation, this is a self-detonation to save a loved one.

In addition to blowing himself up, Qin Jue couldn't think of any other way to get his father and grandfather tattooed.

Beaten?

Even if he received another 300 lashes just now, his father would definitely regret it!

Let a staunch materialist sergeant major of the first class get a tattoo, this is an insult to the faith of the father!

Therefore, Qin Jue could only choose the last resort and blow up his identity!

Of course, it is not the identity of the reborn, but in other words, it is called predicting the future.

The father looked back, his eyes were very impatient: "If you can really see the future, just do a good job for me, if you go to the Patrol Supervision Bureau and are still lazy and free, Lao Tzu's seven wolves will prepare you again at any time!" ”

"It's 2:30 p.m., and in three minutes, the Jiangcheng Huaxia Building will collapse."

Qin Jue grabbed his father's arm and said calmly: "Father, wait three minutes!" ”

Qin Jun frowned slightly: "What the hell are you going to do!?" I don't have time for you to do such pointless things! ”

Qin Jun wanted to break free, but found that his son, who had always been weak, had a surprisingly strong arm today, and his brows were even tighter: "You are very wrong today!" ”

Qin Jue raised his eyes and smiled: "Although I am idle every day, I love swords, guns and fighting, I have a membership card in all the martial arts arenas in Jiangcheng, I'm afraid my father is busy with military affairs all day long, and he hasn't found out yet, right?" ”

Qin Jun was dumbfounded, that's right, he rarely paid attention to his son's hobbies, and only remembered that his son was idle every day.

The old man of the Qin family looked at Qin Jun, and then at Qin Jue, his eyes were circled.

Why doesn't the father and son look wrong today?

Suddenly, Qin Jue took out his mobile phone and handed it to his father.

"Three."

"Two."

As Qin Jue counted down to one, a voice sounded on his phone.

Our reporter reports! Just now, the Jiangcheng Huaxia Building collapsed seriously, and it is estimated that more than 3,000 people will be affected! The Patrol Bureau is working with the Fire Department to rescue ......"

Quiet!

Qin Jun was quiet.

Horror appeared on the quiet face.

"Qin Jue! You fucking put a bomb on the building in order to tattoo me and your grandfather! You're crazy, you!? ”

Qin Jue's face was full of black lines, why hadn't he found his father's imagination so rich before?

"I didn't plant a bomb, I just could see the future."

Qin Jue said lightly: "At three o'clock, there will be a large-scale cattle riot in the northern grassland. ”

"At four o'clock, a seven-magnitude earthquake will occur in Linjiang City."

"At five o'clock, the result of the welfare lottery is 7.15......."

"At six o'clock, the highest level of Daxia announced that the whole country had entered a state of first-level combat readiness!"

"At seven o'clock, in the south of Great Xia, the No. 3 base in Jiangnan was hit by a hurricane, and thousands of soldiers died on the spot!"

Qin Jue was like a judge of death, and he kept saying shocking words one after another.

The father's eyes went from shock to confusion to doubt, and finally he looked at his grandfather and swallowed his saliva.

"In the next few hours, will my father dare to wait with me for this natural and man-made disaster to happen?"

Qin Jue asked with a smile.

The father was silent for two seconds and brought a recliner for the grandfather.

Qin Jue smiled, he knew that his words had entered his father's heart.

"You'd better not coax Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will beat you back to your mother's womb!" The father said fiercely, and then stood aside, holding the military radio tightly.