mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 150 Can't escape!
Chapter 150 Can't escape!
Chapter 150 Can't escape!
One thing Lu Lu can conclude is that the father and son of the Ning family must be quite familiar with the big claw, and the steel fork that seems to be defensive has also been used, which is equivalent to inducing the big claw to use the strongest force to hit the steel fork. Hit, kill yourself.
Using the body as bait, turning passive defense into active offense is like forming a formation.
The psychological game involved in this, and the tacit understanding of the control of life and death and the fight, are really incredible.
In this regard, Lu Lu, who had never seen such a scene, could not make redundant comments, and could only label it theoretically feasible in his mind.
The reason why it is only feasible is because there are only a few people with this psychological quality who can do this, and it is too difficult.
He only hoped that one day he would encounter Big Claws instead of such a difficult situation.
The next meal went smoothly.
The old man is still talking about his past, but most of them are interesting and mysterious things.
After eating and drinking enough, and drinking tea for a while, Zhao Meiling personally fed the four Yuan Baoniang who was with her in the yard with boiled thick corn noodles. Yuan Baoke made great efforts when facing the cannon eggs. Quite willing.
But Yuan Baoniang was indifferent to the corn batter in the four pots, and it was not until Lu Lu came to feed it in person that she began to eat happily.
After the four of Yuan Baoniang finished eating, it was time for Lu Lu to go back.
In the basement, Lu Lu and Yuan Bao came out, only Zhui Feng and the three deer were left.
Wang Dalong's family sent Lu Lu all the way to the end of the village, and even the 80-year-old man followed him on crutches.
"Brother, be careful along the way." Wang Dalong urged.
"Brother Wang, don't worry, I have a gun and ingots!"
It's just a matter of a few miles, and the footsteps are a little faster, and it won't take long to return to the cellar.
"Men, come and sit at home when you are free." The old man also greeted.
Lu Lu nodded: "You all go back early."
He waved his hand, turned and went on the road, and soon disappeared into the moonlight.
Hurrying all the way, it took less than half an hour to get back to Dixonzi. He went to see Zhuifeng and the three deer. After making sure that nothing happened, he carried the lantern and placed the beard cage on the small river dam built by Wang Yan. in the reserved gap.
After a simple wash, Lu Lu lay down on the bed with peace of mind, and began to think carefully about the tiger hunting process that the old man said, and unconsciously fell into a deep sleep.
In the middle of the night, Huilongtun.
Liang Qiming, who was shivering from the cold outside, could no longer bear the hunger and eyelids that were hard to lift, so he decided to go home bravely.
It's still comfortable at home. If you stay outside for a night, people will be cold to death, which is really uncomfortable.
"At this time, Mom and Dad should have gone to bed! As long as this night passes, their anger should be much less. Maybe tomorrow, they won't have to be beaten."
Holding this chance, Liang Qiming quietly walked towards the house.
Hmm...the courtyard door is not latched.
He gently pushed the door open, and in order to prevent excessive noise from friction, he also carefully lifted the door panel a little to minimize the sound.
After entering the yard and waiting for a while, but seeing no movement in the house, he tiptoed towards the door.
He grew up here to be more than ten years old, and he is very familiar with everything in the courtyard, and he has no problem walking with his eyes closed.
Soon he reached the gate, and he pushed it lightly. The gate was locked by the latch and he couldn't get in.
After slightly frowning, Liang Qiming turned and walked to the window sill of his own room, and stretched out his hand to lift the upturned window... Hey, great, it can be opened.
Without thinking too much, he gently opened the window, climbed onto the window sill, and immediately stepped in with one foot.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his feet stepped on the kang and his body was halfway in, he heard a soft "shua" sound from the room.
It was the sound of a match being rubbed against a matchstick.
Upon hearing this voice, Liang Qiming was startled, kicked hard, and was about to turn out of the window again.
Damn... my father is waiting on the kang.
However, Liang Kangbo couldn't possibly let him run away, he grabbed him by the ankle, and Liang Qiming couldn't get in or out immediately.
There is no escape!
Liang Qiming could only get down on the kang obediently.
Liang Kangbo just glanced at him, and lit the kerosene lamp with a burning match: "Why are you running? Can you run away?"
Immediately afterwards, Liang Kangbo closed the window, and casually touched the side, the feather duster was already in his hand.
Seeing the feather duster, Liang Qiming's heart suddenly became extremely cold.
In the next second, the feather duster had already greeted his buttocks, and the wind brought up by the waving swayed the flame of the oil lamp.
"I let you learn to blackmail people at a young age..."
"I asked you to move my gun. How many times have I told you that the old foreign cannon is very old, and it is easy to cause accidents if the gun ammunition is not properly loaded, so you still move it!"
"I'll let you talk nonsense in my name all day..."
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As the lights flickered, the feather duster fell down one after another, and the small figure danced along with howls, looking so miserable in the dark night.
Du Fengjuan knew that Liang Kangbo was waiting to clean up Liang Qiming, so she lay on the kang, worried and afraid to fall asleep.
As soon as she heard the screams coming from Liang Qiming's room, she hurriedly threw off the quilt and ran to the door of Liang Qiming's room. She pushed it and found that the door was locked from the inside. With Liang Kangbo's angry look, he could only put down his raised hand resentfully.
She could only comfort herself that he was also Liang Kangbo's son, so he would act with discretion.
But the beating lasted more than ten minutes, and she didn't know how many times Liang Qiming was beaten.
It's just that every howl is so heart-wrenching.
Fortunately, Liang Kangbo's cursing voice gradually subsided. When Liang Kangbo slammed the door and came out, she rushed in and found her son lying on the kang, his pants pulled open, his buttocks, legs and back. , There are staggered red marks everywhere, and blood is bleeding in several places.
Liang Qiming was lying on the kang, sobbing and twitching, he couldn't cry anymore, only the tears kept falling, and his lips were trembling uncontrollably.
"Son, you have to learn a lesson this time!"
Whatever Du Fengjuan could say, she could only say this.
As for Lu Lu, after carefully thinking about what Liang Kangbo said, she was also aware of the danger here, so she didn't dare to say anything more.
Liang Qiming didn't say a word, as if he had no love in his life.
Du Fengjuan sighed, and took the quilt to cover him.
"Son, you're hungry, I'll get you something to eat."
She left the room with tears in her eyes, went to the kitchen to light a fire, scrambled egg rice for Liang Qiming, and when she came out of the kitchen, she saw Liang Kangbo coming out of the bedroom with a bottle of medicinal wine.
However, when the couple arrived at the kang where Liang Qiming was lying, they found that he had fallen asleep and was still choking while breathing out.
Liang Kangbo silently walked to the edge of the kang and sat down, took the medicinal wine, lifted the quilt, and wiped it on him.
After this fiddling, Liang Qiming woke up in pain.
He looked at Liang Kangbo, then at Du Fengjuan, and said sullenly, "I won't dare again!"
The couple looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief.
(End of this chapter)