Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety Seventh Unique Punishment

Ye Zhiguo put Ye Hua down and turned to go back, but Shen Yanhong was anxious, "There are so many people in the room, someone will deal with those three hooligans, Xiaohua's hand is important, it's hard to pick it up if it's too late."

"Take Xiaohua to the hospital!"

Ye Zhiguo decided to stay and deal with the three hooligans, and then appease Ye Qingqing's heart, otherwise this girl will become more and more difficult to control, and there will be more and more right and wrong in the past three years.

"How can I take it alone?" Shen Yanhong couldn't believe her ears.

Ye Hua is not a three-year-old child, but a half-old child of thirteen years old. She is still so fat that she can't carry her back at all. How should she be sent to the hospital?

"I'll take you to the intersection for a taxi."

Ye Zhiguo entered the house and smiled kindly at Ye Qingqing, "Qingqing, Dad will send you Aunt Shen to take a taxi at the intersection, come back soon!"

"I don't have an aunt with the surname Shen, you can't come back if you love me." Ye Qingqing lowered her face, and her tone was not pleasant.

Ye Zhiguo's face changed slightly, he gritted his teeth, and smiled more warmly, "Ye Hua's hand was beaten so badly by you, Dad can't ignore it, Mom, you persuade Qingqing well, I'll be right back."

"That little beast deserves a life, I can't wait to break his neck!"

Ye Qingqing's whisper was heard by Ye Zhiguo, he turned around, the warm smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and turned cold and cold, and his eyes were also cold.

Shen Yanhong had a chill on her back and did not dare to complain any more.

When Xu Yali died, Ye Zhiguo had such an expression, and Ye Mingcheng, who took advantage of him, also had this expression when he was arrested by the Public Security Bureau.

Although Shen Yanhong was a little scared, she soon became happy.

That little slut made Ye Zhiguo angry, and it will definitely not end well!

She is waiting!

Ye Zhiguo returned quickly, and the three hooligans sat on the ground with their heads down, their hands and feet tied to death. The warm-hearted neighbors did not leave, watching over the three hooligans.

"I think it's better to call the police and let them go to the cell!" Someone suggested.

Another person shook his head, "It's estimated that they will have to be released soon after being locked up. It has no deterrent effect on them at all!"

"Then what?"

"Let's call the police, we can't use lynching."

In the end, everyone reached an agreement and decided to call the police. If it wasn't for the law, they really wanted to teach these three hooligans a good lesson, so that they would never forget it and never dare to harm anyone!

Ye Qingqing couldn't swallow this breath, lynching couldn't be used, so she would come up with something unique.

Ye Zhiguo called 110 and reported his home address. Ye Qingqing found a few long and beautiful chicken feathers from the yard. Every time the old lady killed the chickens, she would dry the chicken feathers and put them away, waiting for the hawker who collected the chicken feathers to come to the door. , the feathers of a chicken can be exchanged for a few cents.

"Make them happy!"

Ye Qingqing distributed the chicken feathers to the others, took off the three rogues' shoes and socks, and gently brushed the chicken feathers on the bottom of her feet. She was brushing the shortest one. This guy wanted to feed her a booster, and now she Just let this dead fat man have a good time!

"Haha...haha...don't...haha..."

After brushing the chicken feathers, the fat man couldn't help laughing. In the end, it turned into a laugh. He couldn't stop at all. Tears and snot came out. His expression was very painful, but his mouth was laughing happily.

The others were interesting to watch, and they followed suit. The other two hooligans also laughed out loud, their stomachs hurt and their mouths were sour, but as long as the chicken feathers were brushing, they would keep laughing all the time.

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