After Bi Ying left, Gao Pengcheng sat there and drank a few more glasses of wine. After drinking a little drunk, he was too lazy to take a shower, so he went into the bedroom and fell on the bed!
After a while, his snoring sounded on the bed.
It was not until this time that Lin Xiaoming and Zhang Yashu climbed out from under the bed.
Looking at Gao Pengcheng lying there and sleeping soundly, Zhang Yashu really wanted to slap him directly in the face!
This old bastard is so hateful. Not only does it cause Bi Ying to divorce Gao Fugui, but it also wants to harm Lin Xiaoming and also wants to abuse her!
However, she just thought about it and did not dare to slap her hands for half a day.
Seeing this, Lin Xiaoming held her hand and slapped her directly on Gao Pengcheng's face.
"Bang!" There was a crisp sound, and the force was neither too big nor too small!
Gao Pengcheng, who was drunk and sleeping soundly, did not wake up, but muttered a vague word in his mouth and slept to death again.
Lin Xiaoming was speechless and turned his head to look at Zhang Yashu, who was full of cowardice and trembling, and had a faint sense of excitement, "Sister-in-law, are you happy?"
Zhang Yashu was amused and crying, but nodded.
Lin Xiaoming asked again: "Do you want to continue to smoke him?"
Zhang Yashu said weakly: "I think I want it, but..."
Lin Xiaoming interrupted her, "If you think about it, don't be polite, just suck him hard."
Zhang Yashu waved her hands and head repeatedly, "If you wake him up, it will be troublesome..."
Lin Xiaoming said: "You don't have to worry about anything else. Just try to smoke. We're here to clean up his tonight."
At his instigation, Zhang Yashu finally gritted her teeth, raised her hand and whipped Gao Pengcheng hard, and cursed: "You make your mouth smell bad, you make you a hooligan, and you make you hurt my Xiao Ming!"
After several slaps in the face, Gao Pengcheng finally showed signs of awakening. His eyelashes trembled and he opened his drunken eyes. Seeing Lin Xiaoming standing in front of him, he thought he was dreaming at first, so he quickly rubbed his eyes hard.
He was sure that he was not dreaming. Lin Xiaoming was standing in front of him. When there was still a hidden pain on his face, he screamed in a burst of voice: "It's you?"
"Are you surprised or surprised?"
"Little bastard!" Gao Pengcheng immediately shouted and cursed and rushed forward, "You dare to run to my house to act wildly. I want your dog's life!"
"Bang!" Lin Xiaoming slapped in the face with a big slap!
When hitting someone, Master Lin only likes to slap in the face because other places are not pleasant enough.
His big slap was not comparable to Zhang Yamei. Gao Pengcheng felt his head buzzing when he pulled it down, and the world turned around and the person fell back to the bed.
Before he could recover, Lin Xiaoming had already rushed over and slapped him in the face.
Gao Pengcheng kept pumping his nose and swollen face and blood flowing from his teeth. He finally stopped and asked Zhang Yashu next to him, "Sister-in-law, do you still want to pump him?"
Seeing that Gao Chengpeng was covered in blood, Zhang Yashu was very disgusted and shook her head quickly, for fear that she would dirty her hands.
Gao Pengcheng struggled to sit up from the bed, pointed at Lin Xiaoming and cursed angrily, "Little bastard, you dare to treat me like this. You are dead. I will not let you go, I will never let you go!"
Lin Xiaoming shook his head and sighed. Gao Pengcheng was really stupid. He fell into the hands of others. He didn't admit defeat and saved his life. He actually dared to be arrogant. It was obviously because he was beaten too little by society.
"It seems that I need to teach you a good lesson and teach you to admit defeat when you should admit defeat!" Lin Xiaoming said as he rushed forward and punched him.
Gao Pengcheng was beaten to death and could not move at all, but he was still fierce and glared at him and shouted, "Lin Xiaoming, if you have the ability, you will beat me tonight!"
Lin Xiaoming seemed to be startled, "I won't do anything like murder!"
Gao Pengcheng grinned, "If you don't kill me tonight, it will be my turn to kill you tomorrow!"
"It's cruel enough!" Lin Xiaoming gave him a thumbs up, and then slowly shook his head, "I think the most cruel way to take revenge on someone is not to kill him, but to make him worse than death!"
Gao Pengcheng's face changed when he heard this, because this not only made sense, but also made him extremely terrified to think about it carefully!
Lin Xiaoming ignored him and took out the needle box that he had with him.
After opening it, he did not pick up the silver needle above, but instead took down this layer, and the golden needle below appeared. However, he still did not pick up the golden needle, but took down this layer again.
It turns out there is another layer at the bottom.
There are no silver needles or gold needles on this layer, but there are several bottles of needle water, all of which are 1 ml in size, without any markings, but with different colors.
The injection was originally supposed to have six, but one was obviously used, and now only five were left, including red, yellow, blue, green, white and other colors!
This injection box is the treasure left to Lin Xiaoming by grandpa Lin Hao before leaving. The injections inside are also the ones. The last time the virus injection that was injected with Chen Zhilin came from here.
Lin Xiaoming took out one of the injections that looked like milk and shook them in front of Gao Pengcheng's eyes.
Gao Pengcheng finally panicked, "What is this, what are you going to do?"
Lin Xiaoming smiled and said, "This is a good thing, which will make you an honest person!"
Gao Pengcheng didn't understand what this meant, but he guessed that what he was in his hand was definitely not a good thing, so he immediately struggled to crawl away.
Naturally, Lin Xiaoming would not give him a chance, and he directly hit his head with one punch!
Gao Pengcheng only felt the darkness in front of him and he fainted.
Lin Xiaoming pulled up the clothes on his arm, revealing his deltoid muscles.
But after picking up the injection, Lin Xiaoming seemed a little hesitant and did not give him an injection for a long time.
Zhang Yashu waited aside for a long time, but she didn't see him injecting Gao Pengcheng. She couldn't help asking: "Xiao Ming, what kind of needle water is this?"
"A kind of good needle!"
"Ah?" Zhang Yashu's eyes were a little big when she heard it, because Guaiguai's needle was not like this in her understanding.
"This acupuncture water contains the anesthetic scopolamine component. After being beaten, people will enter a special state of sedation, so that they will unconsciously and accurately answer any questions raised by others."
Zhang Yashu suddenly realized, "Do you want to force him to confess?"
"That's right!" Lin Xiaoming nodded, "You have heard what he said to Bi Ying just now. He and Gao Daji are probably not just a cousin's relationship. What's the reason why Gao Daji listens to him so much may be a handle.
He grabbed it in his hand!”
Zhang Yashu is a smart woman, and she also feels this way, "Can this needle make him tell the truth?"
Lin Xiaoming nodded, "Yes!"
Zhang Yashu asked puzzledly: "Then why don't you continue to fight him?"
"I don't want to bear it!"
"Well?"
"This good needle is only one, very precious, and it will be gone after it is used. I feel very wasteful when I use it on such garbage!"
"Then... just use severe torture to force confession, without the need for this needle."
"But I don't want to waste time with him." Lin Xiaoming sighed repeatedly, and finally shot the needle into Gao Pengcheng's arm...