C8 Are you hurt or not

Qin Shan looked at the hoodlums on the ground who were beaten up by his son. His old eyes were filled with worry.

"Cough, cough ?" Old thing, and you, country bumpkin, when I go back, you can immediately call the police. You better obediently stay in the prison for the rest of your life!

The leader of the lackeys who was beaten up by Qin Lin, after a short period of recovery, also had a bit of strength left as he crawled up from the ground. His eyes were filled with hatred as he glared at Qin Lin.

Hearing this, Qin Lin released the two elders' arms, walked to their side with a smile, and smiled: "What you're saying is, if you two were not injured, I would be fine, right?"

"En..." "If we weren't injured, the police really wouldn't have been able to do anything to you. But now, we have evidence all over our bodies and faces. If you want to deny it, you have no choice."

The little hoodlum was slightly startled by Qin Lin's question, and did not fully react yet. However, he still told Qin Lin the truth.

This time, it was Qin Lin who laughed, and happily.

"You ? "What are you laughing about ?"

"Pah!"

The other party had only just finished asking his question, when he was once again fiercely slapped by Qin Lin. In an instant, the other party's face became as swollen as a pig's head, and even spoke with some difficulty.

"You ?"

The delinquent's eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe that Qin Lin would do such a thing.

"You what? Since I've already hit you, according to your intentions, I'm going to go to jail anyway. I might as well slap you a few more times, don't you think?"

"Pah!"

The little hoodlum in front of Qin Lin was practically on the verge of tears. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have tried to force himself to say these words, but now, he was slapped on the face by Qin Lin so badly that he couldn't even speak.

"Lin'er ?" Stop fighting. If you really go to jail, what do you want Mom and Dad to do? "

Suddenly, Qin Lin's mother walked up a few steps to stop Qin Lin, and asked Qin Lin full of concern.

Hearing that, Qin Lin stopped what he was doing, and smiled at his mother: "Mom, did you forget what this old man does? In these ten years, although this old man is treating me, he has taught me a lot of things. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing, and after beating up these guys, they can't do anything to me. "

Being comforted by Qin Lin like this, Qin Lin's mother, with some hesitation and worry, glanced at his son and the few delinquents that Qin Lin had beaten up, opened his mouth wide, and in the end, sighed and did not say anything more.

Now, his own son had grown up, and was no longer the naughty child that he was when he was young. Since Qin Lin had already said so, he knew in his heart that his mother would not say anything more.

Qin Lin saw that his mother was still worried, and smiled, but did not say anything. He turned around and went to his backpack, and quickly opened it, taking out a few ointments, and then pasted them on the delinquent's cheeks.

After doing all this, Qin Lin instructed the others, "If you do not wish to be beaten up, then go and obediently wait in our courtyard."

The few of them were startled by Qin Lin's strange actions and words, but under Qin Lin's furious glare, they immediately followed his orders obediently and came to the courtyard in front of Qin Lin's house.

Qin Lin and Qin Shan the married couple returned home, looking at the messy house, Qin Lin glared at the few delinquents in the courtyard and immediately bellowed: All of you, quickly clean up here, and take out all of your money, this will be your compensation.

"This ?"

"What are you doing? If you don't want to be beaten up, then do as I say. Otherwise, I don't mind slapping you a few more times."