Chapter 15 Not Forced

"Is that him?"

Ning Zongjin looked at the old man with his big head, and there was no joy or anger in his eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

The man next to him looked at the dignity of the old man in front of him, and couldn't help but pinch his teeth, and finally nodded: "Yes, it's him." ”

Ning Zongjin's expression was faint, after so many years, he couldn't find his favorite sister, it had become an obsession in his heart. He wondered countless times: What kind of man would make the pearl of the Ning family put down his pride and self-esteem and plant himself on him.

But no matter how he thought about it, he never thought that it would be such a man in front of him.

He remembered what was written in the information, and confirmed it one last time: "What do you say she does?

"Yes, yes, in this small city, there are a little bit of fame, and they have all been contaminated. Although this man doesn't look very good, he has two wives in a row, and the first one is as good as a fairyβ€”β€”!

When the words came to my mouth, I remembered that the so-called "fairy-like wife" was actually the sister of the person next to me.

The man was a little sneering, desperately turning his brain to make amends, but after thinking about it for a long time, he only added an embarrassing picture: "This is also a skill, don't look at him ugly, in the early years, as long as it was the woman he fancied, the last one was dead and alive, and he had to follow him, and he was not afraid of sticking it upside down." Obey your words and follow your ......"

After saying that, I couldn't help but want to give myself a mouthful again: What is this talking about!

Ning Zongjin's attention was not on this, he casually threw the information aside, and said, "You just Shun, the famous people in this city have been threatened?"

Finally had a chance to make amends, and the man nodded busily: "Yes, yes, yes! At first, there were few people, but later, people with handles in hand also tried to pull new people into the game." After all, as soon as this kind of thing breaks out, although it will not be lost, the impression on the upper side of the peak is gone, and after a long time, it is almost equivalent to the vote of each other's factions. ”

"This cancer!"

Thinking of his sister, Ning Zongjin clenched his fists, and after a while, he took two deep breaths, and he instructed the people around him: "Find a few people, find a way to make him speechless, just don't hurt your life." In our legal society, it is best to rely on the law. ”

The driver, who had not said a word all the way in the front seat, finally spoke up at this time, and a brief response came out of his nose: "Hmm." Then he took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it for a while before replying: "Young Master Jin, don't worry, after we leave, we will be able to give you results in three days at most." ”

"Hmm. ”

Ning Zongjin responded, and finally let out a long sigh, his straight back instantly relaxed, and he leaned on the back of the chair. The expression is indescribably stunned and uncomfortable.

The man next to him was also a child of the Ning family, and it was only then that he understood why his eldest brother was running desperately all the way up, just wanting to be recognized by his family.

It turns out that this is the style and heritage of the direct children. Simple, effective, one-hit kill, absolute strength brings absolute crushing. Even if this person from his own family is actually only supervising the Religious Administration Bureau in his spare time, he is not a political official or a feudal official.

Two days later, Zhang Datou, a well-known old man in the city, had a big fight with his two brothers because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, one of whom was seriously damaged in the impact, and the other was stabbed in both eyes, and his vision was less than 1 percent.

And Zhang Datou, after being lame, finally broke his finger bones in the fight because he couldn't bear the blows of the two people, and his throat was hit hard, so he couldn't make a sound and had difficulty swallowing.

At this time, a group of people in the city who had been threatened finally began to fight back.

β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”

He Qing's expression was full of surprise: "I have thought of a way!"

The concentric knot is made of a rope interspersed with knots left and right, and the ancients paid attention to it, so which rope is on the top and which rope is on the bottom in the structure are very particular.

The one on Zhang Haiqiang's ankle is the same as Lu Shaodan's, and the reason why he was able to suppress her comprehensively was because he was the main line and stepped on the spiritual thread on the soles of his feet. On the other hand, it is because the concentric knots are tied in the wrong order. The red thread has been enshrined for thousands of years with spiritual power, and it has been sacrificed by people with hearts, so it is very powerful and harmful.

Before, she thought about it, only thinking about untying it or cutting it violently, this red line itself is not a harmful thing, the magnetic field is extremely pure, but it is just a bad idea to use other people's hearts.

It would definitely be useless for her to deal with it simply by using the usual means of restraining yin and evil.

And for this kind of inheritance of ancient beliefs, of course, it must also be solved in an ancient way.

Eternal marriage is marriage, and marriage will be separated and separated.

- Just pay tribute to Yue Lao and leave the book!

How did you not think of such a simple thing before?

He Qing patted his head sadly: You pig braincase!

He looked at Zhang Haiqiang, and the expression on his face was extremely gentle: "Let you write a book of harmony, will you write it?"

Zhang Haiqiang was really frightened just now, and nodded hurriedly when he heard this: "I ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was quickly interrupted by He Qing: "I know you definitely don't want to, it's okay, I'll beat you until you are willing." ”

After saying that, he punched it hard!

"Ahh

Zhang Haiqiang clutched his stomach, sweating profusely in an instant, and hurriedly shouted: "Write!

He Qing kicked him his kneecap again!

Seeing Zhang Haiqiang sitting on the ground with a distorted expression holding his knees, He Qing smiled comfortingly at him: "I know you don't want to, don't force yourself, I'm a person who never asks for it." ”

As he spoke, he stepped on his palm and crushed it with his heel.

Zhang Haiqiang's face is also painful now, his neck is also painful, his stomach is still painful, and his knees are even more painful...... Hands, hands are going to be unconscious...... He wanted to cry without tears, and he didn't know where to hold it, so he could only scream: "Write, I'll write right away...... I am willing, I am willing, I am willing...... Ahh

He Qing looked serious, and hit him on the stomach with the tip of his shoe: "You screamed so loudly, you must be trying to attract people over, you are a deep-minded person, it's terrible!"

Zhang Haiqiang: ......

Woo woo woo what's scary......

He was now slumped to the ground, as if he had fallen apart, unable to move, and his face was still swollen like a pig's head, and he was miserable.

He Qing saw the angle and kicked him hard at a part of him that couldn't be described-

"Whewβ€”β€”!!!!!!"

Zhang Haiqiang was like a lobster in a frying pot, curled up into a ball in an instant! His expression was distorted, tears rushed out, and his mouth was wide open like a dead fish, and he only cared about "snorting" and panting, as if he had to pump it the next moment!

He Qing waited for more than ten minutes, and then asked unhurriedly: "He Lishu, do you want to write?"