"Ladies and gentlemen! Let everyone laugh. Actually, Chiyoko teased you. This recitation of poetry is just a smoke bomb, her real talent is throwing knives! ”

"Wow! This is awesome! The host hurriedly asked, "Excuse me, is it blindfolded?" ”

"You have to be blindfolded." Mrs. Wada lied and didn't make a draft.

Mikaka hurriedly whispered to her, "Madam, I won't throw throwing knives." ”

"What are you afraid of! Throw it to death, count it mine. ”

"Is that true?"

"Geisha never speak."

"Good. Then I believe you. ”

"Believe in me and have eternal life!"

With Mrs. Wada's assurance, Mikaka was also at ease. That is, when he throws people to death later, he is a little uneasy in his heart.

Wait, Mikaka suddenly thought that this place was full of hunting. So how could a high-level animal be stabbed to death by a flying knife?

I'm worrying too much. Hahaha. Mikaka thought, ready to show off her skills.

The audience burst into cheers, just waiting to see a wonderful performance.

"Move on!" As soon as Mrs. Hetian gave the order, several bodyguards brought up a board.

There are human figures drawn on it, as well as handcuffs and shackles and the like, which are clearly to tie up the human target later.

"Strips of cloth!" At the behest of Mrs. Wada, the bodyguards blindfolded her with strips of cloth.

"On the shelves!"

The bodyguards did as she commanded, and set up Mikaka.

Wait a minute...... It was only then that Mikaka realized that something was wrong.

My day! It's not me who throws darts, it's me who is a target?!!!

What kind of talent show is this!

Is this a game of death!!

"Hey, hey, hey! Pause, pause! "If Mikaka doesn't shout again, he will be targeted.

Mrs. Wada took off the strip of cloth and asked him, "What are you doing?!" ”

"It's not the same as saying yes!" Mikaka roared.

"Somewhere is different. Said to throw a throwing knife, didn't you? ”

"But, didn't I throw it!"

"You want to be beautiful."

"Then you just said that you threw it to death, count it as yours?!"

"Nonsense, I threw you to death, and the cremation fee is not mine?"

Your sister! Is that what that really means? Sister, have you ever read a book? The second place in the Mikaka language test has not been misinterpreted like that!

In short, no matter how much he protested, cried, and avenged, his people, his flesh, had been tied to the board.

The general trend has gone, and Mikaka has no power. The only thing I can do is to hope that Mrs. Wada throws the knife accurately!

"Peace of mind." Mrs. Wada tried to reassure Mikaka, "I'm very professional at throwing throwing knives!" ”

"You...... Are you sure? Mikaka's feet were shaking, and her urethra was almost uncontrollable.

"Pretty sure. I once learned from Xiao Li Feidao for ten years! ”

"Xiao Li flying knife?! Could it be the legendary Xiao Li Flying Knife! ”

"Who else could it be if it wasn't him?" Mrs. Hetian said proudly, "He's my master!" ”

It turned out to be Xiao Li's apprentice! Mikaka was a little relieved. Who doesn't know Xiao Li Feidao. The throwing knife was thrown accurately. As his apprentice, Mrs. Wada would definitely not be far behind.

Mikaka breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Help me greet your master." I'm a big fan of him. ”

"A must. The next time I visit him, I'll tell him about your affection. ”

"Wait...... Visits? Mikaka let out a strange smell.

"That's right. He's in jail. ”

"Why?"

"Because I played with a throwing knife, I stuck someone to death."

“……”

@#¥%......&, although Mikaka has high morals and knows books and etiquette, he can't help but be rude at the moment.

"Host, don't you care?"

"Whatever." The host doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the play.

"What if I get pierced?"

"Let's talk about it. When the time comes, there will naturally be laws to punish her. ”

"I'm a contestant!"

"Don't worry, the program team has already bought insurance for you. If you die, there will be compensation! ”

"Who is the beneficiary?"

"Mrs. Wada."

"Hey!" Mikaka is going crazy, is this the rhythm of dying in vain and having no money to take!

He was about to use his ingenuity and ponder how to get out of the predicament, when a cold light flashed, and he was stabbed in the arm.

"Whew! It hurts, it hurts! You've got me! ”

"Don't shout. I'll be distracted! Mrs. Hetian was as steady as Mount Tai, and she opened her hand again.

Whoosh, again.

"My thigh ......" Mikaka looked at the knife, which was only a few centimeters from the artery, and blood spurted out of the cut.

Before he could wail, he saw a flying knife shooting straight ahead.

This time, it was at the center of his eyebrows.

"I'm flashing!" Mikaka reacted very quickly, but fortunately dodged it.

The knife snapped into the edge of his ear.

It's too dangerous.

But the more dangerous, in the back.

Another throwing knife shot out of Mrs. Wada's hand.

The bevel angle is 26.3 degrees, and according to Mrs. Wada's height, the weight of the throwing knife, the flight speed, and the results calculated using the parabolic theorem, if Mikaka does not dodge, the throwing knife will hit him directly.

You know what's at stake. Hee-hee.

"I'll shrink!" Mikaka is also hard enough, and he used the long-lost Yang Shrinking Divine Skill in time to enter the abdomen.

With a snap, the knife shot right into his crotch.

Wrong. Mikaka suddenly remembered one thing, he had turned into a beautiful girl, shrinking into his belly or something...... Not needed!

Hmph, want to yin me?! It's not that easy!

Mikaka was a little smug, looking ahead, his face completely changed.

Mrs. Wada was too ruthless, and she wanted to kill him, grabbing the remaining seven flying knives in her hand.

Disposable, sunburned!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Bang bang!

The knife is so refreshing!

Mrs. Wada took off the strip of cloth, walked over to Mikaka, and reached out to close his wronged eyes, "Rest in peace." Chiyoko. I'll take your compensation for you. ”

Mikaka closed her eyes.

But it was closed for a second, and suddenly, as if it was dead, it opened: "Get out." I'm not dead yet! ”

"Huh?!" Mrs. Hetian looked at his whole body in surprise, and was stabbed twice, total, the remaining seven stabs, did not stab him?

But at this time, the host patted Mrs. Hetian on the shoulder, "This aunt." If you don't know how to throw knives, don't throw them around. Beware of me suing you for possession of offensive weapons! ”

"I'm sorry. You...... You okay. Mrs. Hetian looked at the host being pierced like a hedgehog, especially the knife on the forehead, which was inserted so deeply, it really had a bit of the inner taste of the Golden Horn King.

"What do you say? Whew! After the host finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a poof.

Mrs. Wada tore her throat open and roared, "Call an ambulance!" ”