Chapter 368

Liu Guang cried in despair. The moment Hong Wu's knife tip touched his forehead, he screamed in pain and even struggled violently to dodge.

Hong Wu slapped him directly and said coldly: "One more sound, and I'll go cut off your son's root!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Guang dared not move again and could only bite his teeth, tears in his eyes, as he accepted Master Hong Wu's human masterpiece.

Hong Wu carved with great force, and soon the four large characters were carved on Liu Guang's forehead: Father of a Poor Loser!

Liu Guang's entire forehead was a bloody mess, looking extremely miserable.

Liu Ming was also scared to death on the side, watching his own father being carved, and four characters at once; the feeling and the taste were indeed very hard to bear.

The carving was finished, and Liu Guang asked Ye Chen tremblingly and tearfully: "Master Ye, can you let us go now?"

Ye Chen shook his head and said: "Do you think that's all the living punishment you're getting?"

After finishing, he said to Liu Ming: "Come, 'poor loser', give me your phone."

Liu Ming hurriedly took out his latest Apple phone, unlocked it, and handed it to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen asked him: "Do you have a short video platform account?"

"Yes..." Liu Ming nodded hurriedly.

Ye Chen found the short video platform, opened it, and said to him: "Come, today you two are going to record a father-son crosstalk act on the short video platform. If you record it well, I'll let you go. If you record it poorly, I'll break both your legs."

The father and son hurriedly said: "Master Ye, we will do whatever you say. As long as you don't kill us, anything is fine..."

"Hmm." Ye Chen nodded slightly and said: "Come, I'll give you two the script. You both better memorize it well. If you say it wrong, you'll get a hundred slaps to the mouth. Do you understand?"

The two nodded like chickens pecking at rice: "Understood, understood!"

"Good." Ye Chen sneered, beckoned them over, and recited the script he had designed for them.

After hearing this, the father and son were stunned with fear.

Liu Guang cried and said: "Master Ye, if we really say this and post it as a video, the Wu family will definitely kill us."

Liu Ming also said from the side: "Master Ye, you are taking our lives..."

Ye Chen said coldly: "What? The Wu family will kill you, but I won't?"

The two turned pale with fright.

Ye Chen said again: "Let me tell you, if you honestly record this video well, you'll at least have one night to escape. As long as you escape Jiangnan, the Wu family might not be able to do anything to you. If you escape the country, you two can live safely for the rest of your lives. But if you don't follow my instructions, then you can leave your lives here tonight!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Guang hurriedly said: "Master Ye, our hard work of so many years is all in Jin Ling. If we leave tonight, we won't be able to take many of our assets!"

Ye Chen frowned: "What? Want to bargain? Then forget it, don't record, just hand over your lives!"

Liu Ming hurriedly persuaded his father: "Dad! What is more important than our lives! At worst, we'll go to Yanjing tonight, and then take a plane from Yanjing to Malaysia tomorrow morning to find my uncle! We can buy a small manor in Malaysia and never come back for the rest of our lives!"

Thinking of this, Liu Guang gritted his teeth and said: "Master Ye, we'll film it!"

Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction and said: "Come, come, hurry up and start."

After finishing, he picked up the phone and aimed it at the Liu father and son.

The two stood side by side. Liu Ming wiped away his tears and said with a forced smile: "Hello everyone, I am the poor loser Liu Ming."

Liu Guang also hurriedly chimed in: "I am the father of the poor loser, Liu Guang."

The two said in unison: "Our father and son are here today to perform a crosstalk act for you!"

Liu Ming continued: "Everyone must have seen these two words on my forehead. The reason I carved 'poor loser' on my forehead is mainly because I have always been very arrogant. Carving these two words on my forehead is to remind everyone that they are all poor losers."

Liu Guang also said: "They say like father like son, but in my case, it's like son like father. Since my son has already carved 'poor loser' on his forehead, I certainly can't hold him back, so I carved the four words 'father of a poor loser' on my forehead."

Liu Ming then said: "Seeing this, you must be wondering, why are my dad and I so arrogant? This is mainly because we have a very good relationship with the Wu family of Suzhou and Hangzhou!"

"Right!" Liu Guang said from the side: "Everyone knows the Wu family is very rich, but the most impressive thing about the Wu family isn't their money, but having a son who loves to eat shit!"

Liu Ming took over: "Right, speaking of this shit-eating son of the Wu family, everyone must have seen the video on the short video platform. This guy has to eat a meal every hour, not a bite less. In the hospital restroom, in order to eat a hot one, he actually dragged an old man who was in the middle of relieving himself off the squat toilet and snatched the shit to eat in public. Would you say this is an ordinary person?"

Liu Guang echoed repeatedly from the side: "According to you, this young master of the Wu family is indeed not ordinary!"

"That goes without saying." Liu Ming nodded repeatedly, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "So you have to say the Wu family is powerful, otherwise, could the second young master of the Wu family be this arrogant?"

Liu Guang asked curiously: "Oh, by the way, why haven't we heard any news about the second young master of the Wu family lately?"

Liu Ming said: "I heard that he's living a very comfortable life now! It's practically royal treatment!"

"How so?" Liu Guang looked gossipy.

Liu Ming said: "He's powerful now, living in the Wu family mansion. It's said he eats twenty-some meals of shit a day, with someone specifically assigned to provide it, all fresh."

Liu Guang asked in surprise: "That exciting? Twenty-some meals a day, can the Wu family's production keep up?"

Liu Ming said seriously: "That definitely can't keep up. Think about it, no matter how much the Wu family can produce, they can't stop the occasional constipation."

"Oh my!" Liu Guang blurted out: "In that case, the second young master of the Wu family might run out of food!"

After finishing, Liu Ming asked Liu Guang: "Dad, do you think we should sign up to go to the Wu family in Suzhou and Hangzhou for a few days and provide a few hot meals for Young Master Wu?"

Liu Ming nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "That's a good idea! If we go, wouldn't that old bastard, the head of the Wu family, and that son of a bitch Wu Donghai have to kowtow to us in gratitude?"

When saying this, Liu Ming's heart was trembling.

This was really offending the Wu family to death!

Liu Guang's heart was also pounding wildly, but he glanced at Ye Chen and could only bite the bullet and continue: "More than just kowtowing! I reckon they'd be so grateful they'd kneel and lick our feet. I heard that the old man of the Wu family likes to recognize godfathers everywhere. If he gets excited, he might even recognize me as a godfather or something."

"The old man of the Wu family likes to recognize godfathers?" Liu Ming asked in surprise: "Why does he have this hobby?"

"Who knows." Liu Guang shrugged and said: "I heard that the old immortal has lived until now and has already recognized over three hundred godfathers. Maybe this old immortal just likes being someone's son!"