"Uncle Ling, we came to you this time for something." Zhuo Fanglin said with a smile on his face.
"If you have anything to do with me, tell me quickly. I'm still busy practicing." Ling Chuxi said angrily. But in her heart, she was thinking, if you want to be beaten, just say it quickly, stop inking, I'll beat you all in a hurry.
Go and continue practicing.
"Uncle Ling, we are looking for you this time because we actually have something to discuss with you." Zhuo Fanglin was afraid that Xie Feiying would be impulsive and do bad things, so he quickly said cautiously.
"Oh? What's the matter? Tell me." Ling Chuxi was a little confused. Regarding her relationship with Zhuo Fanglin and Feiying, what else should be discussed.
"Uncle Ling, actually, this is what happened..." Zhuo Fanglin said.
"Zhuo Fanglin, why are you here again? I taught you twice and you didn't regret it. You still dare to seek revenge. This time you even found a helper!" Before he could finish his words, he heard a sweet and crisp voice.
Roaring with a bit of a childish voice.
"Ling...Lingma!" Zhuo Fanglin broke out in cold sweat.
Ling Chuxi was also stunned, a little dumbfounded. During these days, she ran to Ling Lao's residence every two days, but she never found her figure. Why did she appear as soon as Zhuo Fanglin came? Could it be that she really was Zhuo Fanglin?
Fang Lin’s nemesis.
But once, she obviously misunderstood Zhuo Fanglin. Seeing the anger on Ling Lao's face and the fear on Zhuo Fanglin's face, Ling Chuxi was wondering whether to explain a few words, when a shocking scene happened.
I saw Zhuo Fanglin's body tilted and he fell to the ground with a "bang". His hands and feet were twitching and his whole body was shaking. The look on his face was even more painful and miserable.
"No way, why did he fall down before I even took action?" Ling Chuxi's face was full of surprise.
Ling Lao and Xie Feiying also looked at Zhuo Fanglin in confusion, wondering what the fuss was about.
"Grandma Ling, I didn't make a move, I really didn't make a move. As you can see, I haven't recovered from my injury. How dare I seek revenge from Master Ling?" Zhuo Fanglin said feebly while gesticulating.
Ling Chuxi almost didn't laugh. She felt that this guy was intimidated by her. When she saw Grandma Ling, she got down first. However, was this acting a bit too bad?
"Ah, my old injury has recurred, and it hurts me to death." Zhuo Fanglin was twitching and screaming for a long time, but there wasn't even a drop of tears in his eyes.
"Please, even if you are acting, please be more professional, it's too fake." Ling Chuxi couldn't stand it any longer and cursed.
"Is your injury really bad?" Ling Lao tilted her head and looked at Zhuo Fanglin and asked.
"Yeah, it's not good, it's really not good." Zhuo Fanglin felt guilty when he saw Ling Lao's gaze, and he made up his mind and secretly exerted his inner strength.
"Click", there was a soft sound, and the leg bone that had only healed for a while was broken again. He is not an actor, and he does not have Ling Chuxi's acting skills where silence is better than sound at this time, and he can only be a little more realistic.
Talent, really talent? When it comes to acting that is not professional enough, the professionalism of others comes. Sure enough, men just have to be cruel to themselves. Ling Chuxi really admires Zhuo Fanglin.
But isn’t it a bit redundant for this guy to do this trick? Even if he is beaten by Ling Lao, it will just break his arms and legs, so why do it yourself?
But she never thought that when she fell into the hands of Lingmao, she would be punched, kicked and hit hard, and her attacks would be as cruel and sinister as possible, making her life worse than death. She would feel more comfortable doing it herself.
Zhuo Fanglin, this is a long-term pain rather than a short-term pain.