"Wang Zhong!" When he saw it was Wang Zhong, Qiao Zuwang's eyes suddenly stared like bells, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to yell, but Wang Zhong's big iron-like hands grabbed his neck, just like a chicken. He was shocked at first, then

I couldn't believe it, and then felt a deep sense of fear.

Especially looking at Wang Zhong's cold and emotionless eyes, Qiao Zuwang felt his back getting cold, his breathing became more and more difficult, his face gradually turned red, and the eyes that were as big as copper bells were flashing,

It's an unprecedented fear.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Wang Zhong quickly threw Qiao Zuwang back on the bed. When Erqiang brought Sanli and Simei in, he saw Wang Zhong standing beside the bed with a straight face, and Qiao Zuwang slumped down with a look of fear on his face.

On the bed, he held the bed board with both hands, as if he had seen something extremely frightening.

"What are you doing in here?" Wang Zhong turned around and looked at Er Qiang and the two little girls. He walked over and drove them out. He also closed the door and bolted it from the inside.

Then he turned around and looked at Qiao Zuwang who was sitting propped up on the bed. He raised the corner of his mouth with a slight smile and walked to the bed eagerly.

That smile fell in Qiao Zuwang's eyes, but it was as terrifying as the evil god Shura. Qiao Zuwang's heart trembled when he saw it. The feeling of suffocation just now still lingered between his body and mind. One hand rubbed his still painful neck, feeling the fear just now.

, filled the body and mind, Qiao Zuwang looked at Wang Zhong in fear and shock, somewhat unbelievable that he had been lifted up by him with one hand just now.

"What...what do you...want to do?" Looking at Wang Zhong who was gearing up and smiling evilly, Qiao Zuwang subconsciously shrank back.

Wang Zhong grinned and said, "What are you doing?"

"Of course, for your father, my uncle who died long ago, I will teach you, this unfilial son, a lesson!"

"You..." Before Qiao Zuwang could finish his words, a big hand like a cattail fan had already covered him. Qiao Zuwang was still ready to struggle, but the big hand like a vise first grabbed his ankle, and he felt a surge of vitality.

Dali suddenly pulled him to the window. Qiao Zuwang subconsciously wanted to fight back, but the fist he just returned was blocked by a palm.

Then the palm of his hand turned into a tiger's claw and was held on Qiao Zuwang's wrist. The other hand climbed up his shoulder and he lifted and pulled with both hands, only to hear a click.

Qiao Zuwang was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at himself drooping on his side. He only felt his right hand, his pupils tightened again, and then a scream like a slaughtered pig resounded through the sky.

But it wasn't over yet. The big hand like a cattail fan pinched Qiao Zuwang's chin, shook it slightly, and made two more clicks. The pig-killing cry that echoed through the sky suddenly stopped, and there was only a moan left in Qiao Zuwang's mouth.

Whining sound.

Wang Zhong followed the same pattern and removed Qiao Zuwang's other arm, and then his legs.

Qiao Zuwang was laid on the bed by Wang Zhong. Only his neck could move. He turned to look at his cousin by the window with a ferocious smile on his face. Tears of helplessness and fear left in Qiao Zuwang's eyes.

Deep fear and pleading.

A pitiful cry came out from his mouth.

Wang Zhong rubbed his hand on the back of his waist, took out a leather bag, and spread it out on the bed in front of Qiao Zuwang.

Looking at the row of silver needles flashing with cold light on the skin bag, Qiao Zuwang was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to think of something. He whimpered and shouted desperately, squirming like a caterpillar, turning over and trying to walk to the bed.

However, he was held down by a big hand and couldn't move.

Tears welled up in Qiao Zuwang's eyes as if they were moneyless. He wanted to beg Wang Zhong, but he could only whimper and shout, unable to utter a single word.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. Didn't I just say that I want to teach you, an unfilial son, a lesson for my uncle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhong casually touched the needle bag, and a long needle about a foot long appeared in his hand.

"Hey hey hey!"

The sobs in Qiao Zuwang's mouth became more and more rapid.

A few minutes later, the burly Qiao Zuwang watched Wang Zhong put the silver needles inserted into his body into the needle bag one by one with satisfaction, grabbed his thigh, pressed and lifted, and there was another soft click.

Along with severe pain, the left leg regained consciousness first.

"Don't move!" Wang Zhong grabbed Qiao Zuwang's right leg and said with a smile, "If you move around and your hands and feet are not connected, and you are really disabled, I will not admit it!"

Qiao Zu's eyes were about to burst, and his heart was completely despairing. Tears flowed out loudly and he couldn't stop them at all.

Wang Zhong followed the same method and restored the joints of Qiao Zuwang's limbs one by one. Along with three bursts of severe pain, he felt the limbs gradually regaining consciousness, and tears filled Qiao Zuwang's eyes more and more.

Wang Zhong finally pinched Qiao Zuwang's chin and clicked it twice to restore it. His movements were as skillful as eating and drinking.

"Okay, stop pretending to be pitiful and get up!"

Wang Zhong glanced at Qiao Zuwang, then walked to the table beside the bed and sat down. That was where Qiao Zuwang usually drank old wine and ate pig head meat.

Qiao Zuwang hugged his legs and huddled on the bedside, looking at Wang Zhong in fear and not daring to get up.

"I told you to get up!" Wang Zhong's voice was a little colder. Qiao Zuwang immediately got out of bed, put on his slippers and stood behind Wang Zhong.

"From today on, we will make a three-part agreement!" Wang Zhong said calmly, "From now on, 10% of them will go to my place to eat, and you will pay twenty yuan for food every month."

"Twenty yuan, aren't you going to kill me!" Although Qiao Zuwang was already afraid of Wang Zhong, trying to take money out of his pocket was tantamount to killing him. How could Qiao Zuwang give it up, even if he was afraid?

, you have to force yourself to defend yourself.

"How dare I take your life!" Wang Zhong had a faint smile on his face. "The most I can do is come here every morning and evening, so that you can fully experience the feeling just now, and take care of my uncle who is under the influence of Jiuquan.

, give your unfilial son a good education."

Qiao Zuwang subconsciously staggered back a few steps and looked at Wang Zhong with a horrified look on his face, with a look of tangled flesh and pain on his face. However, compared to the feeling of life worse than death just now, Qiao Zuwang's shoulders sank helplessly.

inch.

"Can it be less?" Qiao Zuwang still didn't want to give up and tried to bargain with Wang Zhong.

"Okay!" Wang Zhong still had that faint smile on his face, "Then I won't come in the morning anymore, and I'll come here every night."

The smile that just appeared on Qiao Zuwang's face froze for an instant, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty is twenty!"

"As for you!" Wang Zhong glanced sideways at Qiao Zuwang and said calmly, "From now on, you can cook by yourself. Of course, you can also ask Yicheng and the others to pack and bring food back from me. You are an adult and can eat better than Yicheng."

There are many of them, so I won’t ask for more every month, just give them seven yuan.”

Qiao Zuwang didn't say anything, obviously he couldn't bear to spend this wasted money. With this money, he could quietly drink old wine and eat pig head meat by himself.

Wang Zhong then said, "One more thing. I remember that there was a jade bracelet in my cousin's dowry!"

Qiao Zuwang subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at Wang Zhong warily, "That's Shuying's dowry. Don't even think about that jade bracelet."

Wang Zhongdao said, "The pension that Yuhong Machinery Factory gave my parents must have been a thousand yuan! Of course, for all these years, I have stayed at your house for food and accommodation, so it must have cost money. My cousin refused to accept it, but

I can’t not give it.”

"Just like Yicheng and others, based on five yuan a month, from the time I was eight years old until my cousin passed away last year, it was almost seven years. Let's make up the whole. Calculated based on seven years, that's eighty-four months.

, that’s four hundred and twenty yuan.”

"Your cousin-in-law and I have taken care of you for so many years!" Qiao Zuwang whispered.

Wang Zhongdao said, "My cousin has really put a lot of effort into taking care of me these years. I don't care how much you ask for. Just give me two hundred yuan, plus the bracelet left by my cousin, and the pension will be over."

Already."

"Two hundred yuan?" Qiao Zuwang's eyes widened, his voice rose by more than ten decibels, and he immediately shook his head, "No, no, you're going to kill me!"

Wang Zhong stood up and geared up again, "It seems that the experience just now was not profound enough. It's time for you to experience it again."

Qiao Zuwang stepped back repeatedly and looked at Wang Zhong with a horrified expression. He did not want to experience what he had just experienced a second time in his life.

"Here you go!"

"I'll give it to you!"

Seeing that Wang Zhong's smile had faded and his face gradually turned cold, Qiao Zuwang hurriedly compromised.

"You go out first!" Qiao Zuwang just turned around, suddenly remembered something, turned to Wang Zhong and said.

Wang Zhong turned around and walked to the door, picked up the bolt, and opened the door. The three little Doudings who were lying outside the door and peeking at the situation in the room almost fell down.

"Uncle, we didn't peek!" the second strongman was the first to admit it.

This child is already eleven years old, and his IQ is a bit worrying!

"Yes, yes! We are playing here!" Simei quickly added, while Sanli was too guilty to look at Wang Zhong and lowered her head.

Wang Zhong smiled slightly and said gently, "Go to the kitchen and call your eldest brother. Come to my house for breakfast!"

"Uncle, are we eating bacon?" Simei's eyes shone brightly and she swallowed her saliva subconsciously.

The second strongman's eyes also lit up, he turned around and ran, rushing into the kitchen without looking back, "I'll call the elder brother!"

After a while, Yi Cheng, who looked equally thin, was pulled out of the kitchen by the second strongman. Yi Cheng was still a little reluctant, "My porridge is almost ready, why did you pull me out?"

"Leave a bowl for your father, and take the rest directly to my house. From now on, you will eat three meals a day at my house!" Wang Zhong stepped forward and rubbed Yi Cheng's head, and said softly.

"No need, uncle, I know how to cook!" His mother's early death and his father's selfishness and laziness created a strong, sensitive, and extremely self-respecting character.

"Okay, why are you arguing with me about this?" Wang Zhong said with a smile, "Besides, it's not like your father won't provide you with living expenses."

The reason why Wang Zhong asked Yi Cheng and the others to have dinner with him at home in the future was because they were too thin and small. If they followed Qiao Zuwang, most of the good things would go into Qiao Zuwang's belly, and some of them would go into the four siblings'

Tummy, that’s all because of Qiao Zuwang’s kindness.

Just like Sister Wu said, Qiao Zuwang has money to drink old wine and eat pork heads, but he has no money to supplement nutrition for his children.

While Yicheng was still hesitating, Qiao Zuwang had already walked out with a red cloth bag and a wad of cash.

"promise!"

Walking up to Wang Zhong, Qiao Zuwang reluctantly handed the red cloth bag and the stack of cash to Wang Zhong.

"Be careful!" Qiao Zuwang kept his eyes on the red cloth bag. "Don't drop it!"
To be continued...