The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

Lin Qingran raised her eyebrows lightly: "If you don't believe me, just try it, and sue as much as you want! I just happened to go to your son and let Lianxin Lianyue feed one of these ten thousand needles into your son's mouth !"

The voice paused for a moment, and she kindly reminded Aunt Hua: "The effect of ten thousand needles will take effect in an hour, Aunt Hua, if you want to file a complaint, you should go as soon as possible. , when the time comes, I will not be able to speak even if I have a mouth, and I will not be able to write even if I have a hand, so how can I file a complaint?"

After Lin Qingran finished speaking, she turned around, beckoned Zhiqin and others to go out, and gave Aunt Hua enough time to complain.

But the prerequisite is that Aunt Hua can get out of Beiyuan!

"Stop...you...what do you want me to do to spare my sons and daughters?" Aunt Hua's voice trembled, she was scared, really scared.

She didn't expect that the person who didn't even dare to step on an ant before would turn out to be so vicious when he really became so cruel, that he could even feed such vicious things as Ten Thousand Needles Pentium into her mouth himself.

Aunt Hua firmly believed that Lin Qingran must have been possessed by some monster after returning from running away, otherwise there would not be such a big change, the current Lin Qingran is a devil at all.

"It's very easy for me to let go of your precious daughters. As long as you will frame my mother and how you have harmed my mother these years, we, the three of us, will write them out one by one. I can guarantee that you will never deal with them , but if you have half a sentence to hide, I will feed them ten or eight thousand needles, what do you think it will be like?" Lin Qingran stared at Aunt Hua sharply, and her expression changed. Bit by bit, she faded away: "Aunt Hua, you have to think about it. I remember clearly what you did to my mother and the three of us all these years. Aunt Hua, we have been together for so long , you are the clearest about my temperament, I have no other advantages, but a good memory, if you miss something..."

A ten thousand needle galloping is so life is worse than death, if it is ten or eight...

"I...I...write!" Aunt Hua nodded hurriedly, Zhiqin immediately sent over the pen and paper that she had prepared earlier, Lin Qingran found the only chair in the house and sat down comfortably Leaning, looking at Aunt Hua, she lightly reminded: "Aunt Hua, you have to write carefully, after all, the life and death of your children are in your pen."

"Hmm..." Aunt Hua picked up the pen tremblingly.

"Actually, let's not talk about the tens of thousands of needles. I have a lot of ways to punish people. I have followed Aunt Hua all these years. I have learned nothing else. I have learned these things. You should know that I have learned one thing for more than ten years. Stupid people have learned it, let alone I am not stupid. So, Aunt Hua, you should believe my words."

After saying this, Aunt Hua's body trembled like fallen leaves, and immediately seized the time to start writing.

There was a cool smile in Lin Qingran's eyes, and she said lightly: "By the way, Aunt Hua should write me clearly the time and place, how you bullied my mother and us For the third sister and younger brother, I remember it clearly, if Aunt Hua, you forget, I don’t mind using it on your two sons and daughters to help you recall it.”

Aunt Hua's writing trembled suddenly, and she didn't know how to write for a while, because she bullied Mrs. Lin in those years, and there were so many things about Lin Qingran's three siblings, so many things that she couldn't even remember clearly.