Chapter Twenty-Eight: Do It Yourself
According to common sense, the more force you use to grasp such a sharp thing, the easier it is to be cut, not to mention that under Qin Song's vigorous pull, how could his palm not be cut off?
Qin Song pulled it again in disbelief, this time his short knife was more like it was firmly clamped by something sturdy, and he couldn't move at all. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Looking at Lin Zifeng's palm again, except for the blood that was cut out when he grabbed it for the first time, there were no new wounds, and the blood droplets that flowed down the tip of the blade seemed to be slowly stopping now.
Qin Song was horrified in his heart, and it was only now that he realized what a terrible opponent the person he was going to cut was, and the other party was very likely to be a hidden martial arts master, whose strength was far above his own.
The astonishing sight in front of him made the anger in Qin Song's heart gradually subside, and the lost reason in his head began to come back a little.
But then, Qin Song saw an even more exaggerated scene.
Lin Zifeng, who had been holding the blade tightly in his hand, suddenly folded his right hand to the left, exerting a horizontal force. With Qin Song also holding the handle of the knife, the expensive katana actually broke in response, with a crisp sound, a small half of the blade was left in Qin Song's hand, but the other half was held in Lin Zifeng's hand.
Lin Zifeng immediately followed up with a deception, standing less than a foot away from Qin Song, and with a sudden, he firmly put the broken blade in his hand horizontally on his neck!
"Boss!" Qin Song's two ponies exclaimed at the same time.
Even Wang Jian was shocked, the dignified Young Master of Dongshan wouldn't die at Lin Zifeng's hands, right?" "Stop, stop, this is a school, don't mess around!" Wang Jian hurriedly drank.
Lin Zifeng smiled coldly on his face, when he made a killing move on me just now, did he consider that this was a school? In the shouts of those people, Lin Zifeng not only did not remove the blade, but instead added a little more pressure to it.
That katana was already very sharp, and in this kind of downward pressure, it didn't need Lin Zifeng to make a cutting action, so a stream of blood flowed out of Qin Song's neck.
Wang Jian and the three of them were shocked, and now with a slight stroke of Lin Zifeng's arm, Qin Song, the only heir of the Dongshan Group, was really killed. None of them could have imagined that things would develop into the scene in front of them.
In the face of the real threat of death, Qin Song didn't even dare to get out of his breath, and he didn't dare to have any slight squirming in his throat, for fear that he would be cut by a master-level katana with a casual movement.
In the eyes of the two, Lin Zifeng was domineering, but Qin Song's eyes showed cowardice that he had never seen before. He sadly found himself in the worst time of his life, he had always used a katana to intimidate others, but now he was holding a katana against his neck, and he did not dare to complain. Qin Song glanced at Lin Zifeng with a complicated gaze, and secretly said in his heart, what kind of existence is he?
"Disband!" The sound of recess disbanding came over the school radio, and a large number of students walked from the playground to the direction of the school building.
A classmate glanced at the rooftop, and found that there were still a few people standing on it, and shouted excitedly, "Look, someone is hiding on the rooftop." β
"Eh, why is that person's appearance a little familiar? It can't be Young Master Dongshan!"
"Looks like it's him! Who is the guy in front of him?"
"It's a bit far away and can't see clearly, so let's go to the top of the building and have a look. β
There was a commotion under the teaching building, Lin Zifeng frowned, he didn't want to make a big deal about it, Qin Song had the support of the Dongshan Group behind him, what was behind him? In the end, when things came to the school, it was not himself who was punished as a powerless person.
Lin Zifeng snorted, and his right hand quickly raised the knife and plunged the broken blade against Qin Song's ear into the wall behind him. The sound of the blade piercing into the lime cement was close at hand, reaching his ears, making Qin Song feel fear for the first time in his life. He could imagine that if the blade were now stuck in his head, it would make such a chilling sound.
Lin Zifeng glanced at Qin Song, dropped a sentence, "Do it yourself!" and turned around and left the rooftop.
Qin Song turned his head stiffly, saw the blade next to his head that had sunk into the wall, and the bright red blood stains on the blade, and fell into a long silence...
Lin Zifeng walked down the stairs, hurriedly spread out the palm of his right hand and took a look, and at the skin wound that was cut by the blade, a layer of metallic luster and something that looked very hard did appear.
When he was holding the other party's blade with his hand just now, it was the presence of this layer that made him not feel any pain.
What the hell are these? Lin Zifeng looked carefully through the not strong light of the corridor, they looked as if they had grown out of his own wounds, although they were hard, they seemed to be able to feel that they belonged to another layer of skin.
Lin Zifeng stretched out the fingers of his left hand and wanted to touch it, but before his fingertips could touch it, the layer of metallic luster suddenly disappeared, leaving only the cut wound on the palm and the exposed flesh.
"Oops", Lin Zifeng only felt the heart-piercing pain caused by the wound at this time, he even saw that the deepest wound was about to touch the bones of his fingers, and he was about to stop walking towards the classroom.
It's not okay to go back like this, Lin Zifeng secretly said in his heart, appearing in the second (11th) class of high school with such a bloody palm, I have to scare people to death, let's go to the infirmary to bandage it first. Lin Zifeng walked out of the teaching building, and while the bell for class had not yet ringed, he hurriedly walked towards the infirmary of the No. 1 Middle School...
Anna is a little bored at home today, mainly because she watched the Korean drama Blue Life and Death Love, which she had been chasing for a few days, and Lin Zifeng didn't help her search for the next TV series, so now she can only support herself and try to use Lin Zifeng's notebook to find something beautiful.
Anna double-clicked the mouse, recalling that the two days of hard work had been fruitless, and a small mouth pouted unconsciously.
Why does it seem that it is useless on TV? Anna learned from the scenes on TV, and painstakingly seduced Lin Zifeng twice, but she didn't get his kiss. If she couldn't take out the Dragon Ball, Anna was very worried about the unpredictable consequences of such a treasure staying in Lin Zifeng's body.
Perhaps, I should learn something more powerful, Anna muttered to herself, and the interface of the laptop unconsciously stopped in a place where a lot of video files were placed. The names of the videos on the row above read,εΈεforbidden love,Suzumura γγγ,Winter moon γγγ§,γγ¨γ Haruka...
Anna's eyes lit up, isn't this the movie that Brother Feng found out last time? Hiding them so deep and not letting me watch them, it must be a classic and good movie that you can't find on the Internet!
Anna clicked the mouse, opened the first video file, and after the school was forbidden, she sat on the sofa and watched it with great interest...