I want you to live well!

Many things Qin Jue said were classified and would not be reported immediately by ordinary news. However, the military radio in his father's hands was connected to the military information network and could receive the latest national information at any time.

"Even if I deceive everyone in the world, I will never deceive you and grandpa."

Qin Jue smiled faintly: "Then, just wait."

Time passes minute by minute.

My father's heartbeat became heavier and heavier.

He looked at his watch from time to time and was so nervous that he sweated.

"Oh, look, you are sweating profusely. Can you be steady, just like your father and me?" Grandpa smiled and rocked the rocking chair: "Xiao Jue wants to play with us, then let's play, as long as he doesn't Just put a bomb in the building."

Only grandpa can teach father a lesson like this.

Qin Jue smiled and looked at his watch.

The first moment has arrived.

"Our reporter reports!"

The military radio sounded exactly at three o'clock.

"A large-scale cattle riot occurred in the northern grassland. All the cattle and sheep looked crazy and attacked local residents. At present, the relevant departments have organized armed forces to go to the northern grassland..."

Snapped!

The military radio fell to the ground, its parts flying and shattering.

His father's distracted eyes raised and fell on Qin Jue.

Grandpa also stood up from the recliner and stared at Qin Jue with wide eyes.

"Do you want to continue waiting?" Qin Jue asked.

Father gritted his teeth: "Wait! If I find out that you went to the northern grassland to drug the cattle, I will destroy you!"

Qin Jue shrugged, don't worry, time will prove who is right and who is wrong anyway.

My father brought out a military radio again. This time, even my grandfather was so nervous that he stood up and stared at the radio, waiting for the time.

"Our reporter reports! Today at four o'clock sharp! A magnitude 7 earthquake occurred in Linjiang City! The affected area is about 300,000 square kilometers, and the number of victims is about 3.2 million. The highest department in Daxia has organized a rescue team... .."

The father raised his red eyes and gritted his teeth: "Good boy, I never thought you would dare to spend a lot of money to buy earthquake information from the Geological Bureau to deceive me!?"

Qin Jue was speechless and shook his head: "Continue."

five o'clock.

My father switched to the welfare lottery channel.

"Finally the most exciting time has come! This year's special prize number is 7.15..."

The father's eyes were completely red: "Tell me the truth! Where did you get the money to bribe the director of the lottery bureau? Where is the special prize lottery ticket you bought? Take it out!"

Qin Jue gave a thumbs up speechlessly: "Dad, I'm impressed by your ability to associate. Don't be in a hurry. Let's continue waiting for the main event at six o'clock."

At this time, the eyes of father and grandfather were red, and their inner worldviews surged like doomsday waves. When they looked at Qin Jue, they already had a certain look on the descendants of monsters.

Qin Juetairuo was calm and even started to eat melon seeds.

It's just that a glint of light flashed in the depths of his eyes from time to time.

This was the reason why he chose to self-destruct.

Thanks to my previous life, I happened to remember these things.

Time continued to pass, and my father's palms were sweating profusely, dripping to the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was obvious that my father was extremely nervous.

The time was getting closer and closer. Grandpa hurriedly took out the Jixiao Jiuxin Pills in his pocket and took two pills to calm his pounding heart.

six o'clock.

Military radio.

"Notification from sergeants across the country! The highest departmental military order of Daxia is now issued! Sergeants across the country will return to the barracks immediately, and the first level combat readiness alert will be activated nationwide! Repeat..."

This time, his father did not raise his head and roar again, but really looked at Qin Jue as he looked at a monster.

"Xiao Jue...where did you know these things in advance?"

"I can predict the future, I see it from the future!"

"You, I, I..." The father, who was decisive and resolute by nature, stuttered.

At this moment, even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it.

Not to mention his own son, even he was absolutely not qualified to receive information in advance about the start of level one combat readiness across the country.

At this moment, the wind blew the leaves, and both my father and grandfather were stunned.

"So, this is why I insist on you getting a tattoo with me!"

Qin Jue's eyes suddenly filled with enthusiasm, as if he had seen those tragic scenes again.

"Tomorrow at 12 noon, the whole world will be invaded by evil spirits!"

"Whether it's a city or a town, or underground or in the ocean, there will be mountains of corpses and seas of blood!"

"Daxia started level one combat readiness because it was aware of the anomalies in the global situation."

"But all the senior officials in Daxia will not know that this is not an abnormality between people, but an abnormality between people and the world. This is an abnormality that is about to cause disease in the entire world!"

"In that diseased world, only those with body tattoos can have the capital to fight against the evil spirits."

"But I see that our whole Qin family will die a good death in the end!"

"So what if I get admitted to Qingbei University? Can I avoid the tragic death of my whole family!"

"So what if you go to the Inspectorate Bureau? Can you protect your loved ones and friends!?"

"I want you to live, I want you to live well!"

"Dad, I want you to have Open Eyes Guan Gong tattooed on your arms, and a coiled mountain black dragon tattoo on your legs!"

"Master, I want you to have tiger hunting Huang Zhong tattooed all over your back, and big Han Huo Qubing tattooed on your chest!"

Pulling his dumbfounded father and grandfather, Qin Jue found Mr. Zhou, a national-level painting master.

In the living room of Mr. Zhou's elegant and simple large villa, Qin Jue smiled helplessly.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm not joking."

"It's not just me who wants a tattoo, my dad and my grandpa also want tattoos!"

Mr. Zhou swallowed and turned to look at his grandfather: "Old Qin, are you confused?"

At this time, his father and grandfather recovered slightly from the shock, and both looked at Qin Jue with complicated eyes.

"Yes." Grandpa took off his blue and black striped old man's shirt and took a deep breath: "Let's get started. Don't say you don't know how. I don't know you Zhou Jianghe yet!?"

At this moment, Mr. Zhou was finally sure that the three generations of the Qin family were crazy.

"I won't do it! Get out! You're such a fool! Qin Jun, take your father and leave quickly!"

"Zhou Jianghe! I asked you to give me a tattoo!"

Grandpa suddenly stood up, as powerful as a giant tiger in the vast sky. Although he was old, his power was still there, and he stared at Mr. Zhou with a pair of white-browed tiger eyes.

Mr. Zhou was stunned. This was the first time that the two of them had known each other for more than 50 years and saw his grandfather really angry.

He sighed. Although he couldn't understand it, he was aware of the seriousness of the problem. He picked up the paint and Qin Jue immediately presented him with a set of tattoo equipment. He then took out a knife and cut his arm, collecting the blood that flowed out in a bowl. Pass it to Mr. Zhou.

"Use blood patterns!"

Mr. Zhou looked at his grandfather, who nodded.

"Oh, okay, crazy, really crazy."

"Jiangcheng's spiritual banner is no longer guaranteed from today on."