S-level high-risk personality, you call this a pitiful thing?

Chapter 17: One family has two different opinions
While speaking, Dad couldn't help but start rubbing his hands together.

It seems that the plot about the rules cannot be stopped even by other means.

Lan Tong had no choice but to change the way he spoke.

She waved calmly and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"then you go."

This look of indifference and unwillingness to try to keep her was completely beyond Dad's expectations.

"Are you sure you won't stop me?"

"Ah."

Lan Tong picked up the remote control, pressed it a few times, and said, "But I have to remind you that not only the TV screen is broken, but the speakers seem to be broken too. I don't know if Uncle Xiao Wang can fix the speakers."

"The speakers are broken?"

Dad's eyes suddenly became serious. He walked to the TV and put his ear to the speaker to listen.

"What's wrong? Isn't there any sound?"

Lan Tong pressed the remote control a few times, and a volume adjustment pop-up window appeared on the screen, indicating that the volume was turned to maximum.

"It's very loud and I can't adjust it. It seems that the remote control is broken, or it seems that the speakers are broken. Wait until Uncle Xiao Wang fixes the screen first. Turn up the volume. My sister probably can't hear it."

Dad stood there, staring at Lan Tong with a grim expression for a long while, as if trying to find some flaw in her.

After a moment, a strange smile slowly appeared on the slightly old face.

"Do you think I will give up repairing the TV just because I'm afraid of disturbing my sister? I've seen through your thoughts! My sister just went to sleep this morning and can't wake up now! You want to use my sister to threaten me? I advise you to give up."

"Dear father."

Lan Tong looked at him quietly, with an expression that was unexpectedly calm for a man, without the slightest trace of guilt or panic after being exposed.

"We are one family, so why should we talk about different things?"

Dad: “…” Who are you a family with!

Lan Tong smiled and said, "Of course I believe what you said. You can tell me so clearly when my sister goes to bed. You must have installed surveillance cameras in her room. You know everything. Of course I don't dare to play tricks in front of you."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Dad's face turned red with anger. He would nervously glance at my sister's door from time to time and threatened in a low voice, "Don't mention my sister again!"

"Ok."

Lan Tong lowered her eyes, revealing a bit of fear, and said quickly: "Well, if you don't let me mention my sister, of course I won't dare to mention my sister. If you don't let me mention my sister and I still insist on mentioning my sister, you will definitely mention my sister because you don't let me mention my sister..."

When Dad reacted, he couldn't even remember how many times the word "sister" appeared in Lan Tong's words.

Damn, that's too fast.

He was so angry that he almost jumped up. He rushed to Lan Tong, grabbed her collar, and threatened her in a harsh voice: "Shut up! Shut up and stop talking!"

Those eyes, bloodshot due to extreme fear, were filled with tremendous resentment.

The moment she looked into his eyes, Lan Tong felt as if she had been cut into pieces countless times by that hatred.

She closed her mouth with great difficulty and held her father's hands tightly with both hands. The strong feeling of weightlessness made her afraid that her father would throw her out.

At that moment when her father lifted her into the air, Lan Tong felt for the first time the difference between her and the weirdness so clearly.

Although the other party looked old, he was still strong.

It's easy to catch her like a chicken.

She had no place to resist.

The skin on Dad's face became hideous and twisted because of anger. He glared at Lan Tong fiercely, and his voice was bone-chillingly cold: "You're dead!"

After saying that, he threw Lan Tong onto the sofa.

Lan Tong rolled around on the sofa and was thankful when she got up.

Fortunately, the place where it was thrown was the sofa, so the original owner's frail body was not smashed to pieces. Dad snorted coldly, looked back at his sister's room, and said, "I'll find someone to fix the TV now, you wait for death."

Lan Tong sat up straight again, tidied her clothes and hair, her breathing still somewhat disordered.

But when he looked at his father again, the expression on his face showed a bit of unyielding toughness.

"Okay, go ahead."

Dad pushed the door open angrily.

Lan Tong finally took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa, breathing heavily.

It seems that I will have to add the points I have in the physical fitness column in the future.

The original owner's body had been injected with drugs for years, and he had been imprisoned without any exercise, so it was too weak to be used now.

After resting for a while, she couldn't help but get up from the sofa.

She saw a toolbox on the balcony last night, which came in handy today.

……

Studio

Number of people: 41888
——Really? Dad won’t kill her?
——You can only kill her if she breaks the rules, you can't kill her just by talking too much
——Hahahaha, I laughed to death, even my dad was broken

——Will she anger Weird by doing this? I remember there was a psychopath who angered Weird before, didn’t he?
——Only big demons can be enraged and break the rules. Didn’t a big guy say that before? Among the ghost brothers, there are only two big demons: the elder brother and the younger sister.
——What is she doing? Repairing the TV?
——What does repairing the TV have to do with the speakers next to it? Why do you need to remove the speakers?

——Isn’t she mentally ill? Why is she still repairing the TV?

……

Lan Tong was busy for a while and just returned to the sofa to rest when the door was opened.

"Xiao Ba, come and carry these things into the kitchen."

[3. Mom is a germaphobe. You can only move freely in your bedroom, living room, and bathroom. Do not enter the kitchen without Mom's permission.]

Lan Tong lay on the sofa, showing no intention of helping.

"Mom, can I come into the kitchen?" he asked tentatively.

My mother said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and come over here to help me get my things."

If there is no direct answer, it is not allowed.

This rule itself is somewhat vague, and whether it is allowed or not needs to be said by the mother herself. On the surface, she is asking Lan Tong to help her, but in fact, the two sentences before and after are said separately by the mother.

It seems to be allowed, but if you think about it carefully, the two sentences are separated and it is not allowed at all.

Mom didn't give a direct answer either.

After thinking about this, Lan Tong did not move, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to help you too, but I have cramps and can't move."

Upon hearing this, the mother threw the two heavy black bags in her hands to the ground and angrily came to Lan Tong to question him.

"You got cramps again?"

Lan Tong nodded and acted pitifully.

"Yes."

My mother cursed, "Are you the third prince of the Dragon Palace? Did someone pull out your tendons so you have cramps every day?"

Mother’s distorted face looked like a demon crawling out of hell. Lan Tong could feel that mother’s power was stronger than father’s.

She didn't choose to confront him, but turned around and sighed.

"It's all my fault. Dad ran too fast just now. I wanted to persuade him, but I didn't catch up with him and ended up getting cramps...Mom, please don't blame Dad..."

Only then did Mom suddenly notice that Dad was no longer in the living room.

(End of this chapter)