The stall was exposed to 60 million

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yiran handed the phone over.

"Don't listen in secret, let you answer the phone."

"Cut, brat, don't answer, I won't listen to his nonsense."

Zhuang Yiran couldn't help but said: "He won't answer, if you have anything, just tell me."

Although he said so, he listened carefully with his ears erected.

After all, the matter is important, and he doesn't want to be in disaster.

"Okay, the method is very simple, just let him figure out a way to get some blood out of himself, even if it's over."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yiran let out a "poof" laugh.

"What, did you let my dad get some blood by himself? Then how?"

"It's very simple, take a knife and stroke yourself, punch in the nose, or hit the wall, anyway, you have to bleed."

"Ah, how can I succeed?" At this moment, Zhuang Yiran felt that Zhang Jingchun, this kid was playing bad, deliberately punishing his father, but he didn't dare to be so arbitrary. After all, the two of them didn't have any deep hatred, and it was impossible. This kind of loss.

"Well, can you pick up a nosebleed?"

"This is a disaster of blood and light. If you fool him, do you think he will let you go? After all, we are also good friends, and I will not harm you."

"Cut, good friend size. Is there no other way but this?"

"No. If you don't bleed yourself, the consequences will be disastrous, or you may be in a car accident, or falling from a building, or being chopped down. Okay, I won't say more. Believe it or not, hang up."

After speaking, Zhang Jingchun hung up the phone.

At this moment, he and his mother heard it really, but they made his mother anxious.

"Ah, what can I do?"

"What else can I do, call my dad over and see what method he uses for bleeding?"

At this moment, his dad pretended not to hear, and walked over.

"Why, the call is over."

"Yes, after the fight, Zhang Jingchun said, you have a bloody disaster, you have to shed some blood yourself to escape, so you are thinking about how to shed some blood, and you have to violently bleed. Think about it now?"

When Zhuang Huakang heard it, he didn't mention the anger.

Although he was dubious in his heart, it sounded very upset.

It always feels like Zhang Jingchun this kid deliberately engaged him.

"I said, girl, do you think this kid can believe what he said? Didn't he mean to do me deliberately? He also asked me to bleed myself. How can there be such a cracking method? This kid definitely dug a hole for me. , Look at my jokes?"

Zhuang Yiran looked at her dad's dissatisfaction and shook her head: "Dad, Zhang Jingchun's words are indeed a bit like you, but have you ever thought about it, what if it is true? He also said, if not by himself If the bloodletting is done, it is estimated that something serious will happen, such as being hit by a car, falling from a building, or letting a mental illness stabb you in the back. Such things are not uncommon on the Internet."

"I'm going... here, this kid is poisonous enough, thinking of a way to curse me, it really annoys me."

The old man also looked embarrassed.

"Lao Zhuang, how about it, me, let me punch you in the nose?"

"You...you are free. There is a brittle bone here in your nose. Your hand is not light or heavy. What if my nose collapses and I have to have an operation?" As an old doctor, Zhuang Huakang, of course understands The structure of the body.

"What to do then, hit the wall."

"You child, you are too unconscionable, how old I am, I am six or seven years old, I am always good, is it easy to have you and me? This part is a bit loose, you still let me hit the wall, Wan What should I do if I have a concussion without a blood bump? What if I bump into cerebral palsy, do you raise me? Now you are so disgusted with your dad, if I really collapse on the bed, I won’t be able to get it out early. Did you kill my oxygen tube?"

"You, you... come on, mom, the food is almost cold, go to eat quickly, let my dad figure it out, right?"

Although his wife is also worried, but this matter can't help, the old man is too stubborn and can only help.

"Come on, eat quickly and think about it as you eat."

Zhuang Huakang sighed long at this time: "I was still eating, but the kid said that he was a dying person. How can I still be able to eat, I am really sad."

At this moment, Zhuang Yiran's phone rang again.

"Whose phone number?"

"Zhang Jingchun's."

At this moment, Zhuang Huakang heard that Zhang Jingchun belonged to him, so he ran over: "Hurry up and turn on the hands-free."

Zhuang Yiran couldn't help laughing at his dad's hurried look.

Then click on the speakerphone.

"Jing Chun, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, wait a minute and pay attention to the WeChat I sent you. Remember to do it until 12 o'clock tomorrow morning, otherwise, something goes wrong, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Ah, tomorrow morning at 12 o'clock?"

I hung up after speaking.

When the old man heard about tomorrow, he let out a long sigh, but he was too anxious.

"What was that kid doing just now, so I didn't even hear it?"

"He said, let me pay attention to WeChat, don't know what to send me?"

At this moment, WeChat came.

The heads of the three quickly gathered together.

When I saw the title of the file I sent, I was almost amused.

"A Hundred Ways to Die"!

"puff……"

When his mother saw it, he smiled unkindly.

"You, look at this kid Zhang Jingchun. He definitely cheated me on purpose. What kind of stuff, a hundred ways to die?"

After listening to his father's words, Zhuang Yiran smiled and asked: "Dad, then you still don't look at it. If you don't read it, I will delete it."

What he said made him lose face.

Look, then he really did it; but don't look, he really can't think of a good way to do it.

"Come on, you can quickly open it and let him have a look, your dad is desperate to face and suffer, or else what else will come out?"

Then he clicked on the file and read it.

"You can listen well...Puff, haha, this is really deadly, listen well, first: touch the chainsaw with your eyes blindfolded, see if the power is fast, or hand fast; second: feed the piranha with bare hands, see It depends on whether you fish fast or your hands are fast; third: grab food from the Tibetan Mastiff and hit him in the face with your hands..."

"Smelly boy, don't you see, this boy is good for me, he clearly wants to kill me. I want to listen to him, but I can't play myself to death?"

Seriously, looking at this "A Hundred Ways to Die", all of them are neat.

Basically, the two of them also suspected that this was Zhang Jingchun's prank, otherwise how could it be possible to post this stuff, and the two did not deal with each other before.

"Come on, anyway, until tomorrow noon? You send these hundred methods to your dad, let him figure it out, right?"

"Okay, Dad, then I'll send it to you. At night, you lie down on the bed and think about which one to use. We can't help you with this..."

After that, he forwarded it to Zhuang Huakang.

"Zhang Jingchun, you, your kid is playing with me, I, I still don't believe in this evil?"

"Don't believe me yet, forgot about the death and nine wounds when I looked for someone last time?"

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