Come with me and wait for this natural and man-made disaster
Qin Jue's eyes seemed to be filled with fire.
The father was stunned as he held the seven wolves. He had never seen his son look like this before.
"Brother, stop fighting." The second uncle held the tea cup and said with a slow smile, "Qin Jue is just joking with everyone."
Qin Jue shook his head: "No, I want to ask grandpa to get tattoos all over his back."
Second uncle: "..."
Nephew, I tried my best to save you.
Not to mention it was okay, but Qin Jun became completely angry when he mentioned it.
When he mentioned the seven wolves, he slapped Qin Jue hard.
Qin refused to dodge and allowed his skin to be torn open by the beating. He gritted his teeth and smiled: "Dad, if you've beaten enough, come with me to get a tattoo."
Qin Jun roared: "If you can resist a hundred times, I will do whatever you want!"
One hundred blows?
Qin Jue smiled, it was just a pain in the flesh.
How could it hurt to carry his father's body out of the sea of blood in his previous life?
Snapped!
Snapped...
"Stop hitting brother!"
"Yeah, stop fighting, Xiao Jue is still young."
"Qin Jun, try hitting my grandson again!!"
Mr. Qin was so anxious that he hit his father with a cane.
The father kept his head down while beating and yelling: "I educate the rebellious son, no one should care!"
After beating, Qin Jun relaxed his strength a little. His son knew that he was about to pass out. Anyway, he had beaten the Seven Wolves before.
But Qin Jue must always smile in confusion, silently carrying every whip, his waist like steel, without wavering in the slightest.
Seeing his father withdraw his strength, Qin Jue raised his head and said with a smile: "Dad, fifty-three strikes."
Buzz!
"Rebellious son!!"
The Qin army roared.
A hundred blows were made, which made the Qin army sweat profusely.
"You hit my grandson again!" Mr. Qin shouted angrily, "I'm going to be pissed to death by you, you rebellious son!"
Qin Jue turned around and smiled: "Sir, please promise me to tattoo Huang Zhong with eight arms all over his back. Huang Zhong is also a positive person, so there is no shame..."
"I promise you, I promise you! Show your father that you are a coward and stop fighting!"
Give in?
If I give in, your treacherous son will not follow me.
Qin Jue gritted his teeth, smiled and endured a hundred lashes.
"Dad, you promised me."
Qin Jue stood there bloody, with a smile on his face.
Seeing his son in such a state, the father, who had a strong nature, was completely stunned.
Qin Jue stood up with blood all over his back, grabbed his father and grandfather, and ran straight out the door.
"I've thought about it all."
"Master, you have eight-armed Huang Zhong tattooed all over your back, and a seated Buddha on your chest."
"Dad, you have Open Eyes Guan Gong tattooed on your arms, and you have the winding mountain black dragon tattooed on your legs."
...
As he gradually moved away from the door of his home, Qin Jue suddenly felt a beast-like brute force erupting behind him, making it impossible for him to drag him back. Looking back, he saw his father standing there with a gloomy face.
"This farce must end!"
His father glared at Qin Jue fiercely: "I didn't want to continue to humiliate you in front of the whole family, so I came out with you. Now this farce should end."
Qin Jue took a deep breath: "Father, you still don't want to believe me, do you?"
"If you want me to believe that you have been idle all day long, I do believe it." My father looked at my grandfather apologetically, turned around and said, "You have grown up now, and it is not appropriate to hit you again. I will report to the inspection bureau tomorrow. I have already given the You have found a way."
Inspection Bureau?
Qin Jue was slightly surprised.
You must know that the benefits of the Inspection and Supervision Bureau are so good that ordinary people may not be able to pass the written test even if they take it seven or eight times. But now my father, who has always been selfless, actually uses his personal connections to get himself in...Thinking of this, Qin Jue smiled.
My father has always been a sharp-tongued man.
Then I can't let you die in that endless evil spirit.
"Dad, Master, I want to tell you something."
Facing his father's back, Qin Jue said softly: "I can predict the future."
This is self-destruction, and this is self-destruction to save loved ones and friends.
Apart from self-destruction, Qin Jue could not think of any other way to get his father and grandfather to get tattoos.
Beaten?
Even if he received another three hundred lashes just now, my father would definitely regret it!
It is an insult to the father's faith to give a staunch materialist First Class Sergeant a tattoo!
Therefore, Qin Jue could only choose the last resort and blow up his identity!
Of course, it is not that he reveals his identity as a reborn person, but to put it another way, it is called predicting the future.
The father looked back with an impatient look in his eyes: "If you can really see the future, then do a good job for me. If you are still lazy and free after going to the Inspectorate, my seven wolves will be ready for you at any time!"
"It is now 2:30 in the afternoon. 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 on earth are you going to do!? I don't have time to do such meaningless things with you!"
Qin Jun wanted to break free, but found that his son, who had always been weak, had surprisingly strong arms today. He frowned even more: "There is something wrong with you today!"
Qin Jue raised his eyes and smiled: "Although I am idle every day, I love swords, guns and fighting. I have membership cards for all the martial arts venues in Jiangcheng. I'm afraid my father is busy with military affairs all day long and hasn't discovered it yet, right?"
Qin Jun said dumbly, yes, he paid little attention to his son's hobbies and only remembered that his son was idle every day.
The master of the Qin family looked at Qin Jun and then at Qin Jue, his eyes hooded.
Why do both father and son look wrong today?
Suddenly, Qin Jue took out his cell 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, a serious collapse occurred in the Jiangcheng Huaxia Building. It is estimated that more than 3,000 people were affected! The Inspection Bureau is cooperating with the Fire Department to provide full rescue..."
quiet!
The Qin army was quiet.
Terror appeared on Quiet's face.
"Qin Jue! In order to get tattoos for me and your grandfather, you actually installed a bomb in the mansion! Are you crazy!?"
Qin Jue's face was full of dark lines. Why didn't he realize that his father's imagination was so rich before?
"I didn't plant a bomb, I just could see the future."
Qin Jue said calmly: "At three o'clock sharp, there will be a large-scale cattle riot in the northern grasslands."
"At four o'clock sharp, a magnitude 7 earthquake will occur in Linjiang City."
"At five o'clock sharp, the welfare lottery result is 7.15..."
"At six o'clock sharp, the highest level of Daxia announced that the country has entered a state of first-level combat readiness!"
"At seven o'clock sharp, in southern Daxia, Jiangnan Base No. 3 was hit by a hurricane, and thousands of soldiers died on the spot!"
Qin Jue was like a judge of death, saying shocking words one after another.
My father's eyes went from shocked to confused to doubtful, and finally he looked at his grandfather and swallowed.
"In the next few hours, father, do you dare to wait with me for these natural and man-made disasters to happen?"
Qin Jue asked with a smile.
My father was silent for two seconds and moved a recliner for grandpa.
Qin Jue smiled, knowing that his words had entered his father's heart.
"You'd better not lie to me, or I'll beat you back to your mother's womb!" Father said harshly, and then stood aside, holding the military radio tightly.