Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Xu Damao even began to predict Lin Tian's attack patterns.

After several times, he discovered that Lin Tian liked to make his move when his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated, and Ghost Shadow always matched Lin Tian's rhythm.

He was struck a second time when he dodged the first blow and was in his most unbalanced state.

The solution is...

Never let yourself reach a state of exhaustion; always leave yourself with spare energy.

But he had no energy left.

Xu Damao tried to adjust his breathing and consciously allocate his energy, no longer dodging with all his might every time.

Instead, it uses minimal movement to avoid the greatest danger based on the distance and angle of the blade.

The effect is immediate.

Although the situation is still dangerous, the frequency of injuries has decreased.

Several times, the blade almost grazed his skin, but it just missed.

Lin Tian noticed this, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, a playful glint in his eyes. Cats and mice often torment each other to death before eating.

"interesting."

Lin Tian spoke softly, but his hands moved even faster, the cleaver dancing in afterimages, streaks of cold light almost forming a continuous line.

The ghosts' coordination became even more seamless, with the two knives positioned vertically and horizontally, one in front and one behind, effectively blocking most of Xu Damao's dodging space.

Xu Damao's pressure increased sharply.

My brain was already overloaded, my vision was starting to blur, and all I could hear was the sound of a cleaver cutting through the air and the dull thud of it hitting the table.

Excessive pain was building up throughout his body, and blood loss was causing his consciousness to begin to blur.

But he's still hiding.

Because if you don't hide, you'll die.

"Bang!"

Lin Tian slashed at his face with his knife.

Xu Damao leaned back desperately, his head slamming hard against the table, and everything went black.

The blade fell just above his nose, and he could even see the dark red rust and stains on the blade.

Before he could regain his sight, the ghostly figure's cleaver was already slashing horizontally towards his neck.

Xu Damao suddenly turned his head to the left based on his instincts.

"Whoosh!"

The blade grazed his right ear, slicing off half of it.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Xu Damao screamed in agony as a tearing pain shot through his right ear, and warm blood flowed down his neck.

But he had no time to feel the pain, because Lin Tian's next stab came.

This time it's heart-wrenching.

Xu Damao's eyes widened instantly.

He saw death; the kitchen knife was pointed directly at his chest, and in his current position and posture, there was no way he could dodge it.

It’s over.

Am I going to die?

The thought flashed through my mind.

But the body moves faster than the brain.

The instant the cleaver fell, Xu Damao made an unbelievable move: he slammed his feet against the table, his whole body bouncing up several centimeters, while simultaneously twisting his waist desperately to the right.

"Pfft!"

The cleaver didn't hit his heart, but instead cut into his left shoulder, embedding itself deeply into the bone.

The excruciating pain nearly made Xu Damao faint.

He gritted his teeth, letting out a beast-like growl, his eyes fixed on Lin Tian, ​​filled with despair, anger, and a trace of resentment.

Lin Tian was stunned.

Xu Damao, are you fucking cockroach?!

How come they're still alive?

He didn't expect Xu Damao to dodge the knife. Although he didn't dodge it completely, he did avoid a vital spot.

What was even more unexpected was that after being stabbed, Xu Damao did not scream or beg for mercy, but instead looked at him with that kind of gaze.

That look in his eyes... was like an animal driven to the brink of despair, preparing for a final counterattack.

interesting.

Lin Tian slowly pulled the cleaver out of Xu Damao's shoulder. The blade scraped against the bone, making a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

Fresh blood gushed out, splattering onto the table in a crimson bloom.

Xu Damao's body trembled violently, but he stubbornly refused to utter a sound. He just clenched his teeth so tightly that his lips bled.

"Xu Damao,"

Lin Tian flicked the blood off his knife, his tone tinged with curiosity, "You're more resilient than I thought."

Xu Damao was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot from pain and blood loss, but he still managed a twisted smile: "That's... you underestimated me, Xu Damao..."

His voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible, but there was a strange pride in his tone, though he himself didn't know where that pride came from.

Perhaps it's because, in the final moments of his life, he at least proved that he wasn't a coward.

Even without his little brother, he is still a man.

Lin Tian tilted his head and looked at him for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Alright, then I won't underestimate you."

He raised the cleaver, but this time he didn't chop down immediately. Instead, he said, "Let's try a different approach. Chopping one slice at a time like this is too slow. Let's have a quick and decisive chop."

Ghostly figure walked to Lin Tian's side, raised two kitchen knives side by side, and aimed them at Xu Damao.

"This time, we won't give you a chance to hide."

Lin Tian said softly, "Two knives, striking at the same time, one to the head, one to the waist. You choose which chance of survival, the upper body or the lower body?"

Xu Damao's eyes widened.

He looked at the two kitchen knives held side by side, and at Lin Tian's calm face, and suddenly understood.

This "weight loss game" is a zero-sum game; you either get thin or you die. There was no chance of survival from the very beginning.

If you dodge quickly, you'll lose 40 pounds; if you don't, you'll lose 40 pounds.

Whether you succeed in losing weight or not, you're bound to gain those 40 pounds.

Lin Tian was simply enjoying the process of tormenting him.

Now, I'm tired of it, it's time to end it.

Xu Damao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When she opened her eyes again, there was only calmness in them.

"bring it on."

"Give me a quick death."

He is tired.

I don't want to suffer anymore.

Lin Tian nodded: "As you wish."

Two kitchen knives fell at the same time.

A cold glint was aimed at the neck, another cold glint at the waist.

Xu Damao did not dodge, nor could he dodge.

He closed his eyes, awaiting death.

Then, darkness.

Lin Tian shook the blood off his knife, looked at the motionless corpse on the table, his face expressionless.

Xu Damao lay quietly on the octagonal table, preparing for the hospital-wide meeting.

Meanwhile, in the detention center.

Yu Li turned over, feeling groggily that someone was missing next to her. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the spot where Xu Damao had been lying.

empty.

The straw mat is still there, but the person is gone.

Yu Li froze for a moment, then screamed, "Ah—! Xu Damao is gone! Xu Damao is gone!!"

The detention room erupted in chaos.

People scrambled to their feet in a panic, looking around frantically.

The iron gate was still locked, and there were iron bars on the windows. How could Xu Damao be missing?

"It's an evil spirit! An evil spirit is here to take people away!!"

"Ah! I don't want to die!!!"

"Waaah..."

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PS: Waaah X﹏X It's so hard to stay at home. My mom woke me up early this morning and said I'm lazy and not even as good as a pig. At least pigs can eat meat, but I'm nothing.