Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"Alright, alright."

Lin Tian clapped his hands, interrupting the two's argument, "Have you argued enough? If you have, then listen to me."

Yu Li and Yan Jiedi both shut up and looked at him.

"You all have a point."

Lin Tian tilted his head, looking like he was thinking seriously. "Yu Li said she has already completed five rounds."

Although we only won one game, we did finish the task. Yan Jiedi said that the winner of the last game should play...

He paused, then suddenly laughed.

"Alright then, for the last round, let's follow the rules and have Yan Jiedi play."

Yan Jiedi's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"But then..."

Lin Tian added, "We need to change the game. We're tired of knife throwing and roulette. Let's try something new."

He walked to the ghostly figure, took the eight throwing knives from its hand, and laid them out on the ground.

"For the last round, we played...hide and seek."

Lin Tian raised his head and looked at Yan Jiedi, who was tied to the wooden stake, his smile innocent and naive:

"The ghost will be blindfolded and stand twenty meters away, throwing these eight throwing knives at the same time. You... need to break free from the wooden stake and run to my side before the knives hit the ground."

He pointed to his feet: "If you run this far, you win; if you don't reach it... or get hit by a flying knife... then you lose."

Yan Jiedi's eyes widened.

How to break free from the wooden stake?

She is now tightly bound with hemp rope and cannot move at all.

Even if she manages to break free, how can a young girl like her run twenty meters before the eight throwing knives land?

This is simply... simply an impossible task.

"Lin Tian...this...this isn't fair..."

Yan Jiedi's voice trembled.

"Unfair?"

Lin Tian raised an eyebrow. "Then tell me, what would be fair? Would it be fair to have your sister-in-law gamble on the last round?"

Yan Jiedi was speechless.

She looked at Yu Li.

Yu Li lay on the ground, coldly watching her, her eyes devoid of any warmth, only filled with mockery and... schadenfreude.

Choose.

Lin Tian's voice turned cold. "Are you going to gamble on this last round, or is your sister-in-law going to gamble? Hurry up, my patience is running out."

Yan Jiedi's lips trembled.

She looked at Lin Tian, ​​then at Yu Li, then at the eight gleaming throwing knives on the ground, and finally... closed her eyes.

"I……"

"I'll do it..."

"good!"

Lin Tian clapped, "You've got guts!"

He turned around and waved at the ghostly figure.

The ghostly figure "floated" to the wooden stake, stretched out an ethereal hand, and gently drew a line across the hemp rope, which snapped instantly.

Yan Jiedi slipped off the wooden stake and fell to the ground, but she immediately got up and moved her numb hands and feet.

Then, she looked at Lin Tian, ​​who was twenty meters away.

The ghostly figure was now covered by a black cloth.

Eight throwing knives were held between its fingers, their cold light gleaming.

"Get ready."

Lin Tian raised his hand.

Yan Jiedi took a deep breath, bent her knees slightly, and stared intently at the spot where Lin Tian was standing.

"start!"

The ghost's arm jerked violently.

Eight throwing knives were thrown at the same time.

They spread out in the air, covering the entire space from the wooden stakes to the forest sky from eight different angles.

Yan Jiedi screamed and ran desperately toward Lin Tian.

Her survival instinct unleashed all her potential; her legs seemed to be springy, and she took long strides with every step.

Five meters!

Ten meters!

Fifteen meters!

The throwing knife spun in the air, whistling with death, drawing ever closer, ever closer…

Yan Jiedi saw hope; Lin Tian was right in front of her, only five meters away, and she could run to him.

She can win.

However, just when she was three meters away from Lin Tian.

A throwing knife flew in from the side, aiming straight for her back.

Yan Jiedi felt the wind behind her. She tried to dodge, but it was too late.

She had reached her maximum speed, and her body was unable to turn due to inertia...

"Pfft!"

The throwing knife was deeply embedded in her back.

Yan Jiedi's body stiffened abruptly, and her forward momentum came to an abrupt halt.

She lowered her head, looking at the tip of the knife protruding from her chest, at the dripping blood on the blade, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Then, she slowly collapsed.

He collapsed just two meters away from Lin Tian.

Lin Tian squatted down, looking at Yan Jiedi's eyes that were gradually losing their luster, and said softly, "So close, so close, what a pity."

He stood up and clapped his hands.

"game over."

Lin Tian carried the blood-stained axe and slowly walked back to Yan Jiedi, the axe dragging on the ground.

Yu Li lay on the ground and saw Lin Tian walking over with an axe. Her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

"No...no..."

Yan Jiedi also saw it.

Although she was critically injured and on the verge of death, she did not fall into a coma.

When the axe came into view, her remaining survival instinct was fully activated, and her previously unfocused eyes suddenly focused.

He stared intently at Lin Tian, ​​at the axe that was getting closer and closer.

"Lin Tian, ​​you...you can't kill me..."

Lin Tian stopped and asked curiously, "Oh? Why not?"

"You said it before..."

Yan Jiedi gasped for breath, "You said you wouldn't kill women and children with your kitchen knife..."

She remembers.

This is her only hope now.

"Yan Jiedi, you're right. I did say that I don't kill women and children with my kitchen knife."

Lin Tian paused, then raised the axe in his hand and waved it in front of Yan Jiedi: "But look closely, is this a kitchen knife?"

The axe blade reflected a cold light, illuminating Yan Jiedi's pale face.

"This is an axe."

"A kitchen knife is for cutting vegetables, an axe is for chopping wood—oh, and sometimes for chopping other things too. They're different, completely different."

"If your eyesight is bad, be more careful in your next life."

Lin Tian spoke softly, as if instructing a careless student, and raised his axe with the precision of a seasoned woodcutter.

The axe blade drew an arc in the air, its cold light gleaming.

"Lin Tian...no..."

Yan Jiedi pleaded.

As she watched the approaching glint of cold light and Lin Tian's calm face, she suddenly understood.

From the very beginning, there was no way out.

The so-called game, the so-called rules, the so-called promises...

It's all a lie.

Just like before, when they bullied Lin Tian's sister.

The axe fell.

"Pfft!"

The sound was muffled, unlike the crisp sound of chopping bones; it was more like the dull thud of chopping into wet wood.

Yan Jiedi's head rolled a few times and stopped beside Yu Li.

Those eyes were still open, filled with disbelief and horror.

She died without understanding why an eight-year-old child could so calmly chop off her watermelon head.

The body of Wugua twitched a few times, and blood gushed out from the severed neck, spreading across the black earth and forming a dark red puddle.

Lin Tian flicked the blood off his axe, his movements so practiced they were unlike any child's.

Yu Li lay on the ground and witnessed the whole thing.

Her eyes were wide open, her lips were trembling, she wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound; she wanted to run away but her limbs were all crippled and she couldn't move.

He could only watch helplessly as the axe fell, as the watermelon head rolled to the side, and as blood splattered.

Now, it's her turn.

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