Fang Cheng raised his left hand in surprise. His middle finger seemed to have been cut off by a sharp knife. The cut was neat and blood gushed out.
"What kind of ability is this? Do you follow your words?"
Fang Cheng was surprised and immediately launched a short-distance charge at the young man.
But what surprised him even more was that the short-distance thrust actually failed and could not be launched at all.
Also, his strong physical ability was not reflected. Instead, he could only run on two legs like an ordinary high school student.
This speed is naturally non-threatening. No matter how Fang Cheng runs, the young man standing still in front of him always keeps a certain distance from him.
Still smiling, the young man said to Fang Cheng who was running: "Your right ear will be cut off."
Fang Cheng's right ear immediately fell off, the wound was smooth, and the blood spurting out stained half of his face and shoulders red.
The severe pain made Fang Cheng frown slightly, and the two wounds showed no signs of healing.
Could it be that the immortal body has expired? Or is the ability to heal oneself restrained?
Many thoughts flashed through Fang Cheng's mind for a moment. In the past, he might have panicked, but now he could still think calmly.
"Who are you?"
Fang Cheng did not try to pursue again, but asked.
While speaking, he also secretly tried to activate the Blood of Steel - which also failed.
Therefore, all his abilities failed, and at this moment, he became an ordinary person again.
The young man in front of him took out a cigarette from the palm of his hand and put it into his mouth like magic, then lit it with a flame on his fingertips.
He took a deep drag and exhaled a cloud of secondhand smoke.
The smoke turned into a little bird, spinning happily around him.
After completing these tricks, the young man smiled and said: "You can call me Takeyama Suke. When we first meet, I am a magician."
Fang Cheng asked strangely: "Do we have any grudge?"
"of course not."
Zhushan Jie shook his head: "We didn't know each other before this."
Fang Cheng thought for a while and then asked: "Then I slept with your mother, so you came to trouble me?"
Takeyama Suke was stunned for a moment, his eyes slightly cold: "Soon you will experience amputated hands, severed legs, beheading, beheading and other once-in-a-lifetime experiences. These are free performances, so look forward to it."
"So polite? Then I have to give you a free performance."
Fang Cheng smiled and said, "For example, sleeping with your mother in front of you and your father is something I'm pretty good at."
Takeyamajie sneered: "You will regret provoking me, because it will make your torture time longer."
He pointed at Fang Cheng: "Your right hand will be torn off from the shoulder."
Fang Cheng's right arm seemed to be torn off by an invisible force, and the bones, muscles, and fascia were torn. The whole arm fell to the ground with a snap, and blood spread all over the ground.
The pain only made Fang Cheng's face turn blue. He frowned slightly and desperately thought of countermeasures in his mind.
Takeyamasuke continued loudly: "Your left leg will be cut off from the knee."
As if an invisible blade flew across, Fang Cheng's left calf was broken at the knee, and the blood was like an open faucet.
Fang Cheng used his right leg to maintain the independent posture of the golden rooster, and touched his chin with his right hand in good mood, staring at Takeyama Suke closely.
"Why on earth did you want to kill me? Can you let me know before you die?"
Seeing that Fang Cheng could still ask questions so calmly, a trace of surprise flashed in Zhushanjie's eyes.
He smiled and said: "I almost forgot. My employer asked me to bring you a message - I heard that you have a good relationship with Asaka Aki. I will take good care of her after you die."
Upon hearing these words, a name immediately flashed in Fang Cheng's mind.
Takeyamasuke didn't give him time to think and said again: "Your right leg will be cut off from the knee."
Fang Cheng's right leg flew away, and he fell into a pool of blood. He raised his remaining right hand and raised his middle finger to Takeyamasuke.
"Your right hand will be wrenched from your shoulder."
Fang Cheng's right hand was twisted into a twist, and rolled to the side with his middle finger.
Fang Cheng turned into a human stick and lay on the ground, laughing loudly: "Even if I lose my arms and legs, as long as my little friend is still there, I can easily make your mother happy and satisfied."
Zhushan Jie's face was ashen. He had killed so many people, and he had never seen anyone with such courage as Fang Cheng. He could still talk and laugh even after being cut into a stick.
The pain of these amputated hands and feet is real, and it will definitely hurt to the point of fainting or going crazy.
Takeyama adjusted his mood and said sternly: "Your neck will be decapitated from the middle!"
Fang Cheng's neck was suddenly cut off, and his head rolled out.
Looking at the horrific bodies on the ground, Takeyama Suke's sullen expression finally relaxed.
"nailed it……"
He took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
He was obviously just here to kill a high school student who was somewhat capable of fighting, but the other party acted like a lunatic who was not afraid of life and death, causing him to waste even more energy.
After this trip back, I have to pay more.
"That's it?"
The sudden sound made Takeyamasuke stiffen.
He slowly raised his head, and the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank - Fang Cheng stood on the spot intact, and all the blood on the broken limbs on the ground disappeared.
Fang Cheng was also a little surprised, because the number in his field of vision was still: 2
He was decapitated by Takeyama Suke, and after being resurrected, the number of resurrections did not decrease.
This means...either there is a BUG, or everything just happened was fake, and he was not dead at all.
In order to verify his guess, Fang Cheng strode towards Takeyamasuke, who was obviously panicked: "I thought you were really that awesome, but it turns out it was all fake. Is it an illusion? Illusion? Or hypnosis?"
Takeyamasuke recovered from the shock and shouted: "Your legs will be cut off! Your heart will be torn apart."
Fang Cheng's two legs were cut off, he fell to the ground, and his heart in his chest was torn apart.
But time seemed to have been pressed back, the torn heart was healed again, and the two broken legs flew back to be reattached.
Fang Cheng was resurrected again, but the number of resurrections still stayed at 2.
Looking at Zhushanjie with a frightened face, Fang Cheng laughed.
He already understood what was going on.
Takeyamasuke's ability must have very strict conditions for completion. If the conditions cannot be fulfilled, Fang Cheng will not truly die, and his damaged body will recover.
Even the damaged clothes on the body will be restored to the original state. This is not something ordinary resurrection can do.
Seeing Fang Cheng approaching again, Zhushan Jie roared at the top of his lungs: "Your hands will be cut off, your legs will be twisted, and you will be chopped in half."
He still followed his words, and Fang Cheng was easily killed, but quickly recovered.
In the different deaths and resurrections, Takeyama's face became paler and paler, and he sweated more and more, almost soaking his shirt.
And the words he spoke also unknowingly reduced their power. Even if his arm was cut off, it was still connected, and if he was cut in half, it was only cut in half.
More importantly, the distance between the two has been greatly shortened. Zhushanjie stumbled and ran back, but Fang Cheng easily caught up with him.
"Don't come over!!"
He seemed to have an emotional breakdown and screamed at Fang Cheng, who was already in front of him: "Why aren't you afraid?! Why aren't you afraid?! Why?!"
There was only a little skin left on his left arm attached to his shoulder. Fang Cheng grabbed his wrist with his right hand, tore off his left arm and swung it out like a stick.
"Why? Because I am your father!"
The bicep was like a hammer, hitting Takeyamasuke hard on the face and knocking him away.
The moment he flew out, the surrounding darkness receded like a tide.
