"First round, the timer begins!" Hu Tan used the brain bracelet to project a countdown light curtain, and the thirty-second countdown began to beat rapidly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Little white face! Go home and drink milk! Hahahahaha! ”

The man picked up a dagger from the cart in front of him, put his left hand on the cart, and stabbed it down, piercing his palm.

"Ah!! Little white face! Yes!!! Come on!!! ”

Frantically pulling out the dagger, the man knelt on the ground with his hands in pain, his body kept spasming, and a large amount of saliva dripped uncontrollably when he roared.

Chen Qingkong was still dignified in his heart at first, but now even his face has begun to be dignified.

The dagger that the dog picked was a short dagger with blood grooves and barbs, and when it was pulled out, you could clearly see the minced flesh brought out by the dagger, as well as the bleeding that could not be stopped at all. Playing so hard as soon as you come up? Isn't it tempting?

"The mirror image begins to imitate, the countdown begins!" Hu Tan carried out the referee's job with an expressionless face.

Now there are two choices in front of Chen Qingkong, the first is to wait for time to pass and let that dog bleed more. But this will not achieve the deterrent effect that Hu Tan said.

At the beginning of Hu Tan's countdown, Chen Qingkong picked up the dagger that was exactly the same as the man almost without hesitation, and pierced his left palm with the man's movements, Chen Qingkong skillfully avoided the bones and veins on the palm.

When Chen Qingkong pulled out the dagger, the onlookers couldn't help but gasp.

"Liar...... Deceptive, right? ”

"Doesn't he hurt?"

"Monsters?"

Chen Qingkong's face was calm and cold from the time he was pierced to the time he pulled it out, and he didn't even frown during the whole process. The most terrifying thing is that when Chen Qingkong pulled out the dagger, he calmly asked the referee Hu Tan: "If that dog wants to die or live, do you want to learn it?" ”

Hu Tan is also a little sluggish, this newcomer seems to be a little unreasonable.

"No...... No. ”

"Then it's his turn."

“…… The deity begins to move, and the countdown begins. Hu Tan quickly adjusted his mood and continued to play.

"I'm betting on the little white face to win! I'm all-in for 20,000! ”

"I'll bet on Little White Face to win!"

"Little white face wins! I'm betting on me! ”

"It's sealed, it's sealed!"

……

"Ugh! Yes! Yes! The man hadn't gotten used to the pain of piercing his palm, he had been lowering his head and screaming and spasming to make himself less painful, and he was stunned when he heard Hu Tan's voice, and his hideous face raised to see Chen Qingkong.

The wind is light and the clouds are light......

Fear overwhelmed him, and his twisted mind turned into utter anger.

"Die! Damn it!! ”

The man knelt on the ground, his hand touched the cart, and the spasms caused by the pain swept many short knives to the ground, and he finally managed to grasp one knife.

The man's eyes were as wide as light bulbs, his sockets were bloodshot, his voice was unusually hoarse, he stabbed him in the thigh, and then laughed wildly, and accidentally choked on saliva and fell to the ground and began to cough violently.

"Mirror the action, and the countdown begins."

Chen Qingkong's face did not change color, and the short knife used by the man calculated the position of the blood vessels on the approximate part, stabbed it down and then pulled it out.

"The deity starts moving, the countdown begins."

"Die! Die! Die! Die! The man finally stopped coughing, half-knelt on the ground, and stabbed himself again in the left palm.

Chen Qingkong still imitated the man's movements with a calm face, and selected the corresponding short knife to penetrate his left palm.

"Die, you! You must be pretending! Die to a little white face like you!! The man had already reached the limit of stabbing himself three times, and the intense pain began to blur his vision.

However, the game continued, and the man screamed as hard as he could to keep himself from being so painful, and stabbed him in the other thigh.

However, Chen Qingkong still has that breezy appearance, no matter the position of the knife or the depth of the knife into the flesh, it is exactly the same as that of a man, the only difference is that Chen Qingkong skillfully avoids some thicker blood vessels.

"Fake! It must be fake! Here you go! Little white face, you come! I don't believe it!! Die!! Die!! ”

The man threw aside the short knife in his hand and knelt on the ground with his intact right hand supporting his body, like a mad wild dog.

"The countdown to the deity action is over, and the two sides swap roles."

Chen Qingkong did not act immediately, but looked at the various knives on the cart, and his intact right hand gently touched the handle of the knife, feeling the cold touch.

He had already seen it, and it turned out that he had been thinking a little too much all along. What kind of body structure, what blood loss rate, the dog kneeling on the ground didn't understand anything at all, it was just a brute force.

Thinking about the so-called mirror game, it should be about courage and perseverance, and Chen Qingkong thinks so many things that are not used at the level of these people.

"Huh." Chen Qingkong laughed self-deprecatingly, laughing louder and louder, and began to shake his head incessantly.

I thought I had encountered a terrible dragon, but I didn't expect that my opponent was not even a lizard, but only a harmless ant.

Chen Qingkong's laughter never stopped, it can be regarded as a kind of venting, this short day has given him too much psychological impact, and after laughing at himself for a while, Chen Qingkong's heart relaxed a lot.

Well, it's time to wrap it up.

Chen Qingkong picked up a dagger from the cart without any damage bonus, picked it up and aimed the tip of the knife at his left chest, and pressed the tip of the knife against his clothes, and the place of contact was obviously dented.

"That's the heart! Just kidding! ”

"It's going to be a game of death......"

"Don't you need to be so fierce...... Two seconds of silence for the mean dog. ”

……

In the disbelief of Hu Tan and the onlookers, Chen Qingkong stabbed the dagger into his left chest with all his might, and the blade perfectly avoided the intricate blood vessels near the heart, and the cold knife surface even made zero contact with the heart.

The heart was touched by a foreign body, stopped for a short time, and then beat violently. There was no pain, but the dense nerve endings on the heart perfectly transmitted the cold touch to the brain, allowing Chen Qingkong to feel everything clearly.

When the dagger was pulled out, there was no imaginary blood flow, just simple bleeding, which was the natural flow of blood after the rupture of a large number of fine blood vessels.

The man knelt on the ground, saw Chen Qingkong's 'suicidal behavior', and watched the dagger being pulled out, but Chen Qingkong was still so light and light.

The visual impact made everyone present silent, including the man who was still howling earlier.

Even Hu Tan forgot to be a referee, looking at the dagger and the wound in a daze.