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053: What sin did your son do in his last life?

"What, my son was beaten?"

The uncle became nervous all of a sudden, and stood up abruptly.

Lin Xuan shook his head: "Not to kill, but your son, who will starve to death soon!"

"Haha, the school cafeteria meals are cheap. I gave my son all the food expenses. How could he starve to death?" The uncle relaxed all of a sudden.

Lin Xuan was speechless: "Your son is not at school at all!"

"what?"

"My son is not at school?"

"How is this possible? The teacher even called me and praised my son's progress in his studies."

The uncle stood up nervously again, roaring in shock.

Lin Xuan went on to explain: "Let me tell you the truth."

"Your child transfers from the countryside to the city, and the academic performance itself cannot keep up with other children."

"Because you come from the countryside, you are discriminated against and bullied by urban children, so your child's grades have dropped."

"Your son's grades have dropped. He needs your care and love, but you beat and scold him at every turn, even breaking his leg."

"Then……"

"Some schoolmates went to the hospital to see your son."

"In front of your son's classmates, tell your son that if he doesn't study hard, he will have to break his legs again."

"So, when the classmates learned that your son has a mentally ill father, they became more distant from your son."

"Going back to school from the hospital, your son continued to be excluded, and his studies fell further, affecting the overall grades of the class."

"Then, the teacher asked your son to call his parents and was going to persuade your son to drop out of school."

"Your son was afraid of being beaten to death by you, so he used the food expenses to hire an uncle to act as a parent and went through the withdrawal procedures."

"Afterwards, your son went home, changed the notes on his mobile phone, and used a voice changer to imitate the teacher to call you and say that his grades have improved."

"Actually, in the past three months, your son has never stepped out of an Internet cafe!"

heard here.

The neurotic uncle was stunned: "This...is this true?"

"Not only is it true, I can also tell you that your son has been out of money for more than a month. In order to maintain the money online, your son only eats one bag of instant noodles a day!" Lin Xuan said.

"Do not believe!"

"I do not believe!"

"I'll call his head teacher now!"

The neurotic father took out his mobile phone and called the head teacher like he was stunned.

A prompt sound came from the microphone: "Hello, the call you dialed has been suspended, Saori..."

Lin Xuan was speechless: "Stop calling, your son has no money to eat instant noodles, how can he have money to pay for the call?"

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"This little bastard, dare to lie to me?"

"I worked so hard for him to go to school in the city, but he actually went to the Internet?"

"I asked him to go to a good university in the future, and finally to be a civil servant. He was given an iron job, and he didn't listen to me?"

"If I don't kill him today, I'm not his father..."

shuh...

The neurotic uncle suddenly looked at Lin Xuan: "Where is he?"

"Dream Flying Internet Cafe!" Lin Xuan replied.

Then!

The mentally ill uncle got up directly and set off on a motorcycle.

Fans in the live broadcast room persuaded:

"Master Lin, I'm afraid this madman won't kill his son, right?"

"Yes, his son eats a pack of instant noodles a day, and he hasn't been out of an Internet cafe for three months. He must be very weak and will be beaten to death."

"Master Lin, otherwise you can use a spell to let his son run away first, or call the police to protect his son first, and he will be killed..."

Seeing the fans' worry, Lin Xuan smiled again: "How about we make another bet?"

Although the last bet, the fans all lost.

However, according to the content of the bet, at most ten dollars would be lost.

So, after hearing the bet again, fans, all your eyes lit up and asked:

"Bet what?"

"How to bet?"

Lin Xuan chuckled:

"The way and amount of gambling are the same as last time."

"The content of the bet is: I bet that this crazy uncle will not only beat the child, but will be beaten himself!"

"Do you believe it?"*