Chapter 46 If you scold me, I will give him a shot
The sudden loud noise startled everyone in the villa.
When the three people in the restaurant saw Wang Leke being thrown to the ground by Ruan Qi, they finally stopped pretending to be dumb.
"Xiao Ke!" Mr. Wang quickly threw down his bowls and chopsticks. The wheelchair spun in his hands like a hot wheel, and he arrived in the living room in the blink of an eye.
The two aunts responsible for feeding also came over.
They bent down and reached out to help Wang Leke.
"Ouch, it hurts! Don't touch me..." Wang Leke lay on the ruins of the coffee table and groaned, his face pale.
Mr. Wang suddenly raised his head and glared at Ruan Qi, wishing he could eat her.
"You, how dare you hit my grandson! I, I... Aunt Wang, go get my crutch! I'm going to beat her to death!"
When one of the aunts heard this, she immediately ran towards the bedroom.
Aunt Li, who had exited the living room before, heard the sound and ran in. She happened to see Aunt Wang running towards the living room with a solid wood crutch.
She quickly chased after her to stop her.
"Xiao Wang, Miss Ruan is your distinguished guest, please don't..."
"Li Sufen, get out of my way!!!" Mr. Wang's loud shout came over, "Xiao Wang, give me the crutch!"
Aunt Wang immediately pushed Li Sufen away and handed the crutch to the old man as if giving a sword to Fang.
Mr. Wang weighed the crutch in his hand, raised his arm and pointed it at Ruan Qi before swinging it.
This crutch is made of agarwood. In order to make his father look good, Wang Mingliang specially chose the most luxurious faucet decoration.
If Ruan Qi were to use this crutch for a while, the fractures would be minor.
Seeing that the dragon-head crutch was about to fall on her body, Ruan Qi didn't panic, bent her waist, picked up Wang Leke, who was lying on the ground and groaned, and blocked it in front of her.
Mr. Wang was immediately frightened out of his wits.
He wanted to take the crutch back, but because he was old and slow to react, the leading crutch hit Wang Leke hard on the shoulder.
"Ouch—f*ck!!!!" Wang Leke let out a miserable cry.
Wang Mingliang, who was sweating profusely and rushed back, had just entered the door when he heard the scream and was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.
"What's wrong! What happened!"
He rushed in and was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.
"This, this..." Wang Mingliang looked at Ruan Qi and his son in confusion, "What's going on? Isn't it about treating a disease?"
"Cure a shitty disease!!!" Mr. Wang threw down his crutches, pointed at his son and yelled, "Wang Mingliang, look at the barefoot doctor you found! She stepped on your son's head and bullied him! Let her go quickly.
Get out! Get out!!”
Wang Mingliang's head hurt from the noise. He trotted over, ignoring his father, and bowed to Ruan Qi first.
"Miss Ruan."
Mr. Wang almost had a stroke.
"Wang Mingliang! Do you still have me as an old man in your eyes? You bow to a barefoot doctor?! Do you still have any backbone!"
As he said that, he picked up the feather duster on the sofa and swung it at Ruan Qi, "Damn girl! Get out of here! Get out of here!"
Ruan Qi stepped back calmly, and at the same time, a thin silver needle appeared on her fingertips.
Her fingers trembled, and the silver needle pierced Wang Leke's neck.
Wang Leke screamed like a slaughtered pig.
Mr. Wang was so frightened that he dropped his feather duster.
"What did you do to my grandson!"
Wang Mingliang was also frightened, "Miss Ruan Ruan Ruan..."
"Don't move." Ruan Qi smiled and dragged Wang Leke, her eyes falling on Old Wang, "Old man, if you curse me again, I will give your grandson another injection."
Mr. Wang was furious.
"You fart! Let go of my grandson! You dog——"
"Ahhhh!!! It hurts me so much!!!" Wang Leke screamed heartbreakingly as the second needle went in.
Mr. Wang became even more angry, "You little bitch! I'll beat you to death——"
"Ahhhh——! Mom!!!" The third one.
Mr. Wang: "You fucking——"
"Ouch——!" The fourth root.
Mr. Wang: "...fuck me——"
"Grandpa, I beg you to shut up, ah ah ah ah ah!!!" The fifth root.
"..." Mr. Wang shook his lips, looked at his grandson who was about to be pricked into a hedgehog, and silently chose to shut up.