Jiang Fan pretended to be innocent, "Oh, did I hit you just now? You seem to have fallen down by yourself!" Jiang Fan looked at Sheng Wanghong on the ground and said with a smile.
Sheng Wanghong wiped his nose bleeding, "Jiang Fan, don't argue, my nose is bleeding from being beaten by you, this is the evidence! I want to go to the emperor to sue you!" Sheng Wanghong struggled to crawl
stand up.
Jiang Fan smiled wickedly, "Okay, go to the emperor and sue me, I'm afraid you can't walk!" Jiang Fan stepped on Sheng Wanghong's instep.
Ah! Sheng Wanghong immediately screamed, his insteps were about to break, "Oh, sorry, Prime Minister, I didn't mean it, your feet are okay, right?" Jiang Fan pretended to be caring.
Sheng Wanghong grinned in pain, pointed at Jiang Fan's feet and said, "You, take away your feet! You, you must have done it on purpose!"
"Oh, why did I forget to take my feet away? I am a doctor. I will help you treat your foot injury!" Jiang Fan, regardless of whether Sheng Wanghong agreed or not, grabbed Sheng Wanghong's foot and pulled it hard.
Ah! Sheng Wanghong screamed again, his ankle was dislocated by Jiang Fan, which made him sweat all over and almost fainted.
"Oh, Prime Minister, it's a little painful during the treatment process. You have to be stronger and don't shout like this, as it will make everyone look down on you!" Jiang Fan said as he twisted Sheng Wanghong's feet hard.
Sheng Wanghong couldn't help but scream, "Uh, Jiang Fan, you, let go of your hand, you want to kill me!" Sheng Wanghong looked at Jiang Fan and roared.
"Uh, Prime Minister, I'm helping you with your foot injury!" Jiang Fan looked at Sheng Wanghong with a smile.
"You are talking nonsense! You just stepped on my left foot, but you treated my right foot and dislocated my right foot! This is treatment, you obviously want to kill me! I want to go to the emperor
There to sue you!" Sheng Wanghong cursed angrily.
Jiang Fan lowered his head and looked at Sheng Wanghong's feet, deliberately surprised and said, "Oh, sorry, I made a mistake! You are really, why don't you remind me!" Jiang Fan let go, and Sheng Wanghong's feet fell on the ground.
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Ah! Sheng Wanghong screamed immediately because his ankle had been dislocated and fell to the ground, which was of course very painful.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot that your foot is dislocated, I'll help you get it first!" Jiang Fan grabbed Sheng Wanghong's foot, twisted his hand, pulled it hard, and with a click, Sheng Wanghong's ankle was reset
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Sheng Wanghong felt very uncomfortable with his feet. He looked down at his feet and exclaimed: "Oh, my feet are inverted! Why did my toes go behind my back!"
Jiang Fan looked down at Sheng Wanghong's feet, pretending not to know: "Oh, sorry, I took the wrong answer, so I can only take it again!"
Jiang Fan grabbed Sheng Wanghong's foot and pulled it hard. With a click, Sheng Wanghong's foot was dislocated. He screamed, "Uh, Lord Shan, you are the Prime Minister, you are more patient than ordinary people.
So strong, why are you shouting for this little pain!" Jiang Fan shook his head and said.
Sheng Wanghong could only endure the pain, grin, and let out a muffled groan. Jiang Fan grabbed Sheng Wanghong's feet and twisted them hard. The pain made Sheng Wanghong sweat. He had been pampering and had never suffered such torture.
When Jiang Fan saw Sheng Wanghong not making any noise, he exerted a little force. Sheng Wanghong couldn't help but shout, and only heard a click, Sheng Wanghong's foot was reset.
Sheng Wanghong looked at his feet and felt very uncomfortable. "Well, why are your feet still crooked?" Sheng Wanghong said in surprise.
"Hehe, your feet are not crooked, that's it. Get up and take a few steps to try." Jiang Fan smiled. This time he deliberately connected Sheng Wanghong's feet to a few points, causing Sheng Wanghong's feet to be crooked.
Extremely outer horoscope.
Sheng Wanghong climbed up with difficulty. He walked a few steps and soon found that his feet had a horoscope. "Uh, why are my feet with a horoscope? Something is wrong!" Sheng Wanghong looked at Jiang Fan and showed a look of surprise.
Jiang Fan looked at Sheng Wanghong and shook his head and smiled, "Hehe, this is your script, you have a good horoscope! You can walk away!"
Sheng Wanghong hurriedly shook his head and said, "Oh, my feet are not like this! You picked it up wrong!"
"Oh, that's right, then I'll take it for you!" Jiang Fan grabbed Sheng Wanghong's foot and pulled it hard. With a click, Sheng Wanghong screamed, and his ankle dislocated again.
The people watching on the side couldn't help but cover their mouths and laughed secretly. Luo Lingshan, Princess Muxue, Princess Miaoya and others couldn't help laughing. They knew that Jiang Fan was deliberately torturing Sheng Wanghong.
When Sheng Wanghong saw everyone laughing, he immediately realized that Jiang Fan was playing tricks on him. He hated Jiang Fan to death. He wanted to kill Jiang Fan immediately, but the guards had been scared and no one dared to step forward.
The senior personal master at the level of the Talisman Emperor did not come with him. These guards were no match for Jiang Fan, and even the servants around him could not beat him. In desperation, Sheng Wanghong could only endure it.
"You, don't take the wrong answer this time!" Sheng Wanghong said hurriedly.
"Well, I won't take the wrong answer this time!" Jiang Fan smiled and nodded. He grabbed Sheng Wanghong's ankle and pulled it hard. Sheng Wanghong immediately screamed.
"Damn, what's your name? You're so nervous when you call me. You've answered the wrong one, don't blame me!" Jiang Fan looked at Sheng Wanghong and shook his head.
Sheng Wanghong hurriedly shut up. He didn't dare to scream anymore. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He scolded Jiang Fan hundreds of times in his heart. Jiang Fan deliberately grabbed Sheng Wanghong's ankle and twisted it randomly, causing Sheng Wang to hurt.
Hong's lips were bitten and bleeding, his whole body was trembling, and his face was deformed.
With a click, Sheng Wanghong's ankle was reset. Sheng Wanghong looked at his feet and his face turned green. Because Jiang Fan was tossing for so long, his feet were still crooked. He knew that Jiang Fan did it on purpose.
This time Sheng Wanghong learned his lesson, and he no longer said that his feet were being held in a skew. If he was being held in a skew, Jiang Fan could continue to torture him. The thing he wanted to do most now is to leave here early and leave Jiang Fan early.
Otherwise, sooner or later, he would be tortured crazy.
Jiang Fan looked at Sheng Wanghong and smiled and said, "Sir, your feet are ready, right?"
Sheng Wanghong nodded quickly and said, "My feet are ready. I still have something to do. I'm back home!" Sheng Wanghong waved his hands to the guard leader and the guards, signaling them to help him get on the talisman carriage.
"Sir, aren't you from Dayuan Temple? Why do you remember to go back?" Jiang Fan grabbed Sheng Wang's big arm and said.
"Uh, I won't go to Dayuan Temple anymore. I still have something to do in my mansion." Sheng Wanghong said panic. He was afraid that Jiang Fan would come up with some bad tricks to torture him.
Seeing Sheng Wanghong's panic on his face, Jiang Fan smiled, "Sir, aren't you going to go to the emperor to sue me?" Jiang Fan looked at Sheng Wanghong with a smile.
Sheng Wanghong had been tortured by Jiang Fan for a long time. He shook his head and said, "How could I go to the emperor to sue you? I have something to do when I go back to the mansion." He hurriedly winked at the leader of the guard, that's what he meant
It’s time to help me onto the talisman carriage.
The guard leader understood Sheng Wanghong's meaning and hurried over to support Sheng Wanghong. He held Sheng Wanghong and was about to get on the talisman carriage. Jiang Fan quietly lit the guard leader's back.
Suddenly, the guard leader's eyes turned black and fell to the ground. Sheng Wanghong also fell down, "Oh, what's going on? What's wrong with your guard leader?" Jiang Fan said deliberately with a look of shock.