Zhao Daxing can be described as murderous and heart-wrenching, forcing Liu Haigang to bear the torture at his feet while also enduring the torment in his heart.
However, this is a piece of cake for me.
I remember back then, when I was practicing the Thousand Jin Drop, my master asked me to hang a weight under my feet, sit on a stool, and let my feet hang in the air for three hours.
Now this matter is naturally not a problem.
The figure sitting next to me said without any emotion: "Unless you beat me."
A gambler is a gambler after all, and at this juncture, all he thinks about is winning or losing at the card table.
I raised my eyes and scanned the figure opposite, and asked in a low voice: "Zhao Daxing?"
But he didn't respond to me. He just said three words: "Three are missing and one is missing."
"It doesn't matter, I'll draw two decks of cards myself."
My eyes were opened, it turned out that mahjong can still be played like this.
"Catch the cards."
Before he finished speaking, he started touching it on his own.
Liu Haigang's movements were very stiff. His arms were like wood and could only move back and forth.
"stop looking."
I could feel that Zhao Daxing's vague figure seemed to be looking at me, and the threats from his mouth confirmed this.
"Don't think about playing tricks. You two can't move. From now on, you can only listen to me."
"Unless you can beat me before dawn."
I didn't say anything anymore, but raised my hand and touched mahjong.
The moment I got this mahjong in my hand, I felt something was wrong.
It's a little warm, not as cold as plastic.
This feeling is somewhat familiar to me.
It's bones!
I stole an evil whisk before, and the handle of the whisk was exactly the same as now!
I took a closer look and saw that the square mahjong was dotted with honeycomb holes of different sizes.
Clearly, this is a cross-section of a bone!
Zhao Daxing wasn't trying to scare me. I really couldn't move my body, and it took some effort to even bend my arms.
The sound of mahjong hitting was endless, and when I was about to play the cards, a crisp cracking sound sounded.
I took a closer look and saw that the Majiang River was broken into two pieces in Zhao Daxing's hands.
"How can we play without one card?"
Before I could say anything, Zhao Daxing shook his hand, and Liu Haigang's hand seemed to be sucked, pressing it firmly on the table.
"Bah."
Zhao Daxing took out a screwdriver for sewing clothes from behind his waist and inserted it directly along the gap between Liu Haigang's nails.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Liu Haigang screamed, and the goblet under his feet was shaking violently.
If this continues, the blood will be spilled out in the next second.
Zhao Daxing raised his hand slightly, and a complete nail flew into the air in a parabola.
The screwdriver in his hand was like a snake coming out of a hole, and started to dig in along the nail cap.
In just a moment, Liu Haigang's white finger bones were exposed to the air, and the skin on his hands spread out in a figure-eight shape like a banana.
But Liu Haigang had fainted and made no sound at all.
"Bang!"
Zhao Daxing thrust the tip of the cone down hard, and bangs just screamed out.
The sewn mouth was also opened under the severe pain, and there were bloody threads hanging on the lips, shaking as he continued.
"I beg you."
Liu Haigang, a tough-minded man, was also crying out in pain at this moment.
"I advise you not to struggle." Zhao Daxing continued to carve on his phalanges: "If the carving is crooked, then take another one."
The squeaking and squeaking sounds are endless, but hearing this sound is enough to make one's palms weak.
But when I think about Liu Haigang's face and how they are colluding, the resentment in my heart is really hard to calm down.
For a moment, I couldn't bear it anymore and whispered: "If you want to kill, kill, if you want to beat, beat! You have done such evil in the world, are you not afraid of the frying pan in Fengdu City?"
"Don't worry."
Zhao Daxing muttered slowly and politely: "When he's finished, it's you."
"Huhu."
The powder from the bones was blown into the air by Zhao Daxing: "Don't you like to catch me?"
"Keep catching me!"
He is like a patient old craftsman, patiently carving his works, and his words are not idle.
"When I am alive, debtors will arrest me; after I die, you Taoist priests will arrest me."
"Click."
Zhao Daxing exerted force on his hand, and half of Liu Haigang's finger bones fell off.
Engraved on the finger bones are exactly the two lines in mahjong.
