Jie Siwen laughed so happily: "Oh, Old Man Peng, you can't do it now? Do you think I'm here to pay your condolences? You're too embarrassed to die, haha."
Jie Sanjia also added fuel to the fire: "Hey, Master Peng, hey, I said Master Peng, I just overturned all your plans, why are you so angry? Master Peng, I didn't expect that your self-cultivation is nothing more than this."
This is even more irritating.
Peng Ran couldn't bear it any longer, so he kicked his legs, causing more air to come out and less air to enter.
Wan Niang panicked: "Ranran, my Ranran, please stop being angry, you can't die, Ranran."
Yan Qi walked over quickly and knitted Peng Ran's chest.
Jie Siwen sneered: "This is going to make me mad. Is there any use in tying my chest? What a villain."
Yan Qi didn't wipe her chest at all, but secretly wrote on Peng Ran's chest with her fingertips.
These words are: "Hua Wubing has been brought."
Hua Wubing was Yan Qi's trump card. He couldn't make it public or let anyone know about it, especially since Jie Sanjia and Xie Siwen were here, he had to hide it even more.
Peng Ran's hematoma is most afraid of anger. Once angry, his nerves will be blocked, his headache will become more severe, and his breathing will not be smooth, and he will be close to death.
How could he bear it in his heart when he was bombarded and cursed to death by Jie Siwen and Xie Sanjia? Anyone else would have entered the gate of hell.
However, Peng Ran felt the words written by Yan Qi, and suddenly his eyes lit up. A window of survival opened to him, and there were thousands of rays of light inside, which were very dazzling.
Peng Ran is also an old man in the world, and his determination is strong.
Hua Wubing has been brought. These six words, like the six-character mantra, sent a life-saving straw to Hua Wubing who was on the verge of drowning.
Peng Ran hurriedly grabbed it.
With hope, I became calm.
"Huhuhu..."
Peng Ran took a few big breaths, but his breathing became smooth and he survived.
Jie Siwen was still chattering: "Old man Peng, if you die, I will burn paper for you. I will burn paper for you for the first seven, twenty-seven, and thirty-seven. How about it? This can be considered worthy of you...ah!"
Jie Siwen felt so upright. When he looked at Peng Ran, his cheeks were rosy and he had recovered. He was shocked: "You... you old man, why aren't you dead yet? How did you recover? Aren't you angry? Hurry up and get angry. Ah, you'd better be so angry..."
However, no matter how sarcastic Jie Siwen was, Peng Ran remained indifferent and looked at Jie Siwen with difficulty: "Scally, just scold me and see if I get angry."
Jie Siwen was dumbfounded.
Wan Niang hurriedly came over and said, "Of course, you have recovered. You scared me to death. If you die, I will stay with you."
Jie Sanjia was particularly puzzled when he saw this scene.
how so?
Just now, Peng Ran was obviously very angry, but why did Yan Qi regain his composure after wiping his chest?
Does Yan Qi know magic?
impossible!
There is no such magical magic in the world.
Jie Sanjia was puzzled, but still unwilling to give up, and repeated his old trick: "Master Peng, if you calm down, I will report my arrangements to you in detail. My first plan is to overthrow You continue your ten-year plan.”
"With all due respect, your plan is already an antique. It is completely out of date and does not conform to the trend. It can be said to be garbage. Now I have to take out the garbage and rewrite it. Do you have any opinions?"
Peng Ran said calmly: "It's up to you. Whatever you want, then do whatever you want."
"you……"
Jie Sanjia didn't expect that Peng Ran was really indifferent.
Why is he suddenly not angry anymore?
Jie Siwen roared loudly: "This old immortal actually survived. It seems that the wreath I sent was not big enough. Old man Peng, can I buy you a bigger one?"
Yan Qi finally started to fight back: "Jie Siwen, Jie Sanjia, you two brothers have been arguing for so long, don't you just want to kill Lord Peng? You are also a juren, how can you bully people like this? Don't forget, this is Peng. The family is not the head of the government, if you dare to act arrogant again, be careful to kill someone."
Jie Siwen shouted loudly: "Kill someone? What a joke, let me see who dares to touch me?"
From behind, Peng Hu's eyes were red, he rushed up with a mace, pointed at Jie Sanjia and Jie Siwen, and shouted hysterically: "Fuck you, you came here to humiliate your third uncle. If I don't kill you, I will probably die. I rely on you." Grandma.”
Peng Hu was like a tiger, rushing forward crazily.
Jie Siwen's guards quickly protected him.
The situation is tense.
Finally, everyone did not understand the power of Sanjia and attacked in groups.
"Your brother named Jie is such a bully. He comes to curse people to death. Has your book been read into the stomach of a dog?"
"If you are still alive, send a wreath. I will send you a wreath tomorrow too, so you can taste the taste of the living dead."
"Go away, tell them to go away, power is amazing, power is amazing, I'm not afraid of anything."
…
When Xie Sanjia saw that he had offended the public, he knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. He winked at Jie Siwen and ran away.
After getting on the sedan chair, Jie Siwen yelled: "Why did this damn old man Peng Ran calm down? He was not even angry at all. He was really given an advantage."
Jie Sanjia was also puzzled.
Today, he just made up his mind to make Peng Ran angry to death.
Then, he can take complete control and have no worries anymore.
But unexpectedly, the plan fell through.
In my heart, I was very disappointed.
Jie Siwen cursed: "Xie Jieyuan, don't worry. If Peng Ran doesn't die now, he will die tomorrow. If he doesn't die tomorrow, he will die the day after tomorrow. Haha, Okra is really Peng Ran's nemesis."
"Do not talk."
Xie Sanjia glared at him: "Be careful, walls have ears."
Jie Siwen quickly shut up.
Xie Sanjia asked: "Is the matter handled properly? Don't let anyone slip through the cracks and be found out by others."
Jie Siwen said: "Don't worry, the person who did it has been manipulated. He is only alive, but it is difficult to wake up."
Xie Sanjia nodded and let out a sigh of relief: "That's good. Hmm, good things come in a long way! As long as Peng Ran dies, I will have the power. Yan Qi, just wait and see if I can kill you!"
…
Yan Qi drove everyone away.
Including Kong Chen and Zhou Zhixing. People talk a lot, so it must be kept secret.
Yan Qi placed Peng Ran in the back room in the name of prayer.
It's quiet here, no one comes.
Peng Ran looked extremely bad and said weakly: "Mr. Yan, it's fortunate that you are back and fortunate that you wrote those words. Otherwise, I would have returned to the west by now."
Yan Qidao: "This is Master Peng's blessing, his life should not be cut off!"
Peng Ran sighed: "Master Yan, are you lying to me? It's only been a few days and you can find Hua Wubing? I don't believe it."
"Why did you lie to me?"
Yan Qi turned around and went out, and after a while, he brought Hua Wubing and Hua Yi in.
Hua Wubing stood at the door and bowed to Peng Ran: "Master Peng, after ten years of separation, do you still recognize me?"
