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Chapter 100 One Hundred Ways to Die
Hearing this, Zhuang Yiran handed over the phone.

"Stop eavesdropping, let you answer the phone."

"Tch, brat, if you don't answer, I won't listen to his nonsense."

Zhuang Yiran had no choice but to say, "He won't answer, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

Although he said so, he listened carefully with his ears pricked up.

After all, the matter is of great importance, and he doesn't want to be in trouble, either.

"Okay, the method is very simple, just let him find a way to bleed himself, and let it pass."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yiran laughed out loud.

"What, you asked my dad to bleed himself? How do you do it?"

"It's very simple, take a knife and cut yourself, punch your nose, or hit the wall, anyway, it will bleed."

"Ah, here, how can I do it?" Zhuang Yiran felt that this kid Zhang Jingchun was playing tricks on purpose to trick his father, but he didn't dare to be so arbitrary. After all, the two didn't have any deep hatred, so it was impossible This kind of loss.

"Then, is it okay to dig out the nosebleed?"

"This is a bloodbath. If you fool him, do you think he will let you go? After all, we are good friends, and I won't hurt you."

"Cut, good friend's size. Is there no other way besides this?"

"No. If I don't do the bloodletting, the consequences will be unimaginable. It could be a car accident, a fall from a building, or being chopped down. Well, I won't say much more. Believe it or not, I died."

After speaking, Zhang Jingchun hung up the phone.

At this time, he and his mother heard it seriously, but his mother was very anxious.

"Yeah, what, what should I do?"

"What else can I do? Tell my dad to come over and see how he uses bloodletting?"

At this time, his father pretended not to hear and walked over.

"Why, the call is over."

"Yes, the fight is over, Zhang Jingchun said, you have a bloody disaster, you have to bleed yourself to escape, so you are thinking about how to bleed, and you have to bleed violently, think about it quickly?"

When Zhuang Huakang heard this, he stopped being angry.

Although I was dubious in my heart, it sounded very uncomfortable.

I always feel that Zhang Jingchun deliberately messed with him.

"I said girl, do you think this kid's words can be believed? Isn't he deliberately messing with me? He also asked me to bleed myself. How can there be such a cracking method? This kid definitely dug a hole for me , see my joke?"

Zhuang Yiran looked at her father's unconvinced expression, and shook her head: "Dad, Zhang Jingchun's words are indeed a bit of a trick to you, but have you ever thought about what to do if it is true? He also said that if you don't If the bloodletting is done, it is estimated that something serious will happen, such as being hit by a car, falling from a building, or maybe some psychopath stabbed you in the back, such things are not uncommon on the Internet."

"I'm going...here, this kid is poisonous enough. He tried to curse me. It really pissed me off."

The old man also looked embarrassed.

"Old Zhuang, why don't I just punch you in the nose?"

"You...you are too busy, the nose is a fragile bone, and your hands are neither light nor heavy. If my nose bridge is broken, will I have to undergo surgery?" Zhuang Huakang, as an old doctor, of course understands The structure of the body.

"Then what to do, hit the wall."

"You child, you are too heartless. How old am I? I am six or seven years old. I am old enough. Is it easy for me? This part is a little loose, and you let me hit the wall. What should I do if I have a concussion instead of blood? What if I get cerebral palsy? Now you despise your father so much. My oxygen tube?"

"You, you...Come on, mom, the food is getting cold, hurry up and eat, let my dad figure it out for himself?"

Although his wife was also worried, she couldn't help with this matter, and the old man was too stubborn, so he had to let it go.

"Come on, hurry up and eat, think while eating."

Zhuang Huakang sighed for a long time at this time: "I'm still eating, and I'm said to be a dying person by that kid. How can I still eat? I'm so worried."

At this moment, Zhuang Yiran's phone rang again.

"Whose phone number?"

"Zhang Jingchun's."

At this moment, when Zhuang Huakang heard that it was Zhang Jingchun's, he hurried over too: "Hurry up and turn on the speakerphone."

Seeing his father's panic-stricken look, Zhuang Yiran couldn't help laughing.

Then click on Handsfree.

"Jing Chun, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, just pay attention to it later. Remember to do it by 12 o'clock tomorrow morning. Otherwise, if something happens, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Ah, tomorrow morning at 12 o'clock?"

After speaking, he hung up.

When the old man heard about tomorrow, he let out a long breath, but he was very anxious.

"What was that kid doing just now, so I didn't hear it?"

"He said, let me pay attention to WeChat, do you know what to send me?"

Just then, WeChat came.

The heads of the three quickly gathered together.

When I saw the title of the file I sent, I almost got angry.

"One Hundred Ways to Die"!
"puff……"

When his mother saw it, she also smiled unkindly.

"You, look at this kid Zhang Jingchun, he definitely tricked me on purpose, what the hell, a hundred ways to die?"

Listening to his father's words, Zhuang Yiran asked with a smile, "Dad, do you still want to watch it? If you don't, I will delete it."

What he said made him very embarrassed.

Look, then he is really trying to kill himself; but don't look, he really can't think of any good way to kill himself.

"Come on, hurry up and let him have a look. Your father will suffer for the sake of face, or maybe something wrong will happen?"

As he spoke, he clicked on the file and read it.

"Listen up... Poof, haha, this is really deadly, listen up, first: touch the chainsaw blindfolded, see if the electricity is fast, or the hand is fast; second: feed the mermaid with bare hands, see It depends on whether the fish is fast or your hands are fast; the third is to grab food from the Tibetan mastiff and hit him in the face desperately..."

"Stinky boy, do you see that this boy is not doing it for my own good? He clearly wants to kill me. I want to listen to him, why don't I play myself to death?"

Seriously, looking at this "One Hundred Ways to Die", I can't get enough of any of them.

Basically, the two of them also suspected that this was a prank by Zhang Jingchun, otherwise, how could they have posted such a thing, and the two had not dealt with each other before.

"Come on, anyway, it's until noon tomorrow? You send these hundred methods to your dad, and let him figure it out for himself?"

"Okay, Dad, then I'll send it to you. At night, you lie on the bed and think about which one to use. We can't help you with this..."

After speaking, he forwarded it to Zhuang Huakang.

"Zhang Jingchun, you, you boy are playing with me, me, I don't believe in this evil?"

"I still don't believe it, have you forgotten the one death and nine injuries when you went to find someone last time?"

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