Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Xu Damao glanced around at the unfamiliar surroundings: the blood-red black earth and the hazy fog.

This is not a detention center, not a police station, not any place he is familiar with.

Oops!

Xu Damao's heart sank to the bottom.

Those rumors…

Those people who mysteriously disappeared or died tragically...

Now it's my turn.

Cold sweat poured down his face, and the intense pain from the burns nearly made him faint.

But Xu Damao forced himself to stay awake, because he knew that once he passed out, he might never wake up again.

"Lin Tian, ​​I'm sorry!"

Xu Damao knelt on the ground, ignoring the burns on his body, and kowtowed desperately, "I shouldn't have wrongly accused you of stealing my chickens."

I was also tricked by Jia Dongxu, Sha Zhu, and Yi Zhonghai. They told me you stole it, and since you and your sister happened to have chicken legs in your hands, I believed them. I really didn't know the truth.

He looked up at Lin Tian with teary eyes: "Can you forgive me? I can make it up to you."

"How much money do you want? I have savings at home, I'll give you everything, just let me go, I'll give you anything."

Lin Tian watched his performance quietly, his eyes showing no emotion.

"Xu Damao, don't you think it's too late?"

"When I was wronged and beaten by Jia Dongxu and the other two, why didn't you stand up for me? Where were you then? You just stood by and watched."

Xu Damao's face turned pale instantly.

"Aren't you innocent now?"

Lin Tian laughed, but there was no warmth in his smile. "Heh... Xu Damao, everyone in the courtyard knows what kind of person you are. You're just a petty person."

"I didn't..." Xu Damao still wanted to argue.

"Alright," Lin Tian interrupted him ruthlessly, "I can't be bothered to listen to your nonsense. Right and wrong are no longer important."

A kitchen knife appeared in his hand.

The blade was rusty, but the edge was polished to a high shine and was stained with dark red dirt.

"Since you value your chicken so much," Lin Tian lightly ran his fingertip across the blade, "then I'll take care of it for you today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghostly figure floated behind Xu Damao and grabbed him.

"Lin Tian! What do you want to do? Let me go! Let me go!"

Xu Damao struggled desperately, but the ghost's strength was astonishing. It lifted him up like a chicken and carried him to the Eight Immortals Table.

The table had appeared there at some point, and there were dried bloodstains and bits of meat on its surface.

Xu Damao was pressed onto the table, his limbs fixed by an invisible force, spread out in a "T" shape.

He struggled desperately, but couldn't move.

"This table."

Lin Tian walked over, twirling the cleaver in his hand. "I used it to chop up that simp, Sha Zhu, and slice up that white lotus root before. Now, I'll use it to deal with you. Perfect."

Xu Damao's teeth started chattering, but he still wanted to make one last effort.

"Lin Tian, ​​listen to me, I..."

But Lin Tian didn't give him a chance.

The cleaver fell.

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"Pfft!"

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Xu Damao's screams echoed through the space, so shrill and mournful that they sounded inhuman.

A sharp pain shot through my lower body; it was an indescribable, tearing pain.

He looked down.

Although the specific details cannot be seen, one can sense that his most important possession has left his body forever.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, and he curled up, while the ghostly figure released its grip on him.

Lin Tian shook the blood off the cleaver, his expression as calm as if he had just chopped a cabbage.

He bent down, looking at Xu Damao's face contorted in pain, and asked softly, "What were you trying to say just now?"

Xu Damao opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

The pain robbed him of his ability to speak, leaving only intermittent gasps, and tears streamed uncontrollably down his face.

"Let me guess!"

Lin Tian straightened up and placed the kitchen knife on the table. "Are you trying to say you know you were wrong? Are you trying to say you can change? Are you trying to say you'll be spared?"

Xu Damao nodded frantically, his eyes filled with pleading.

"What a pity!"

Lin Tian shook his head. "I've heard that too many times. Director Yang said it, Section Chief Liu said it, Secretary Wang said it, Foreman Sun said it..."

Each of you, on your deathbed, says you know you were wrong, and that you can change.

He picked up the kitchen knife and gently patted Xu Damao's cheek with the back of the blade: "But do you really know you're wrong? No, you just know you're going to die."

If I let you go today, what will you do tomorrow?

Will you call the police, try every means to get revenge on me, continue to harm others, or...?

"No...I can't..."

Xu Damao uttered a few words with difficulty, interrupting him.

"You will."

Lin Tian's tone was very certain, "Because you are that kind of person, a treacherous opportunist who only ever thinks of himself."

He scooped up another ladle of boiling water and poured it on Xu Damao's wound.

The scalding water caused Xu Damao to scream again.

"Boiling water can disinfect."

Lin Tian explained calmly, "Although you're about to die, I don't want you to die too quickly from tetanus infection."

Xu Damao was utterly desperate.

He looked at Lin Tian, ​​and at the cold killing intent in the eyes of that eight-year-old child, and suddenly understood.

He cannot possibly leave here alive today.

Lin Tian tortured him to death, making him wish he were dead.

Why...?

He asked hoarsely, "Just for two chickens... is it really worth it...?"

"Is it really necessary?"

Lin Tian repeated those three words as if he had heard something funny, "Xu Damao, do you still think that I only did this for two chickens?"

That chicken was just the trigger.

The real reason is the very existence of people like you.

Why is the courtyard house so smoky and chaotic? It's because of people like you.

Did you snatch the chicken leg my sister was eating, throw it on the ground, stomp on it, and then say it was a reward for her?

You've forgotten all of these things, haven't you? But I remember them all, every single one of them, I remember them clearly.

Xu Damao's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Because he knew that what Lin Tian said was true.

"Alright, it's time to send you on your way. Don't worry, it'll be quick."

He raised the cleaver, but this time he didn't bring it down immediately; instead, he paused for a moment.

"Oh, right, there's something I forgot to tell you."

Lin Tian seemed to suddenly remember, "Your wife, Lou Xiao'e, has applied for a divorce from you, and the court has approved it. She did it through Director Zhao's connections, or I overheard it by accident. You have a good father-in-law."

Xu Damao's eyes widened.

"Also, your parents heard that you were detained and sent a black dog to Director Li in an attempt to eliminate me. I will have them come and keep you company."

A family should be together all the time. You don't need to thank me; I'm a living Lei Feng, a Young Pioneer.

The cleaver fell.

This time, the target is the head.

The last thing Xu Damao saw was Lin Tian's cold face and the kitchen knife that was getting closer and closer.

"Bang!!"

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