Chapter 149 Talking and Laughing
The turntable is not turning fast.
Roughly equivalent to three times the speed of the second hand, it can make three revolutions in one minute.
But even at such a slow speed, it was still difficult for Butler Hu to hit the target. He kept aiming and throwing with an excited expression, and even his big furry tail was trembling. It was obvious that he was playing very seriously.
The sharp flying knife pierced the woman's body mercilessly, spurting out streams of blood.
The woman was still howling miserably at first, but then she just whimpered helplessly.
The most cruel thing about the flying knife spinner is that the flying knife is too short and shallow. Although it is sharp, it is difficult to kill quickly. Therefore, the woman did not make any movement until she suffered more than twenty knives.
Liang Fang’s face turned pale when she saw it.
Because she may also be tied to the turntable, and her body is full of holes. The target of the newcomer's throwing throwing knives will not be higher than that of Butler Hu.
Crack!
Throwing knives pierce the apple.
This game of spinning knives and flying knives is finally over.
“Great kindness!”
Butler Hu stomped his feet in surprise and puffed up his chest with a sense of accomplishment.
But the poor woman who was tied to the turntable could no longer look human.
Butler Hu wiped his sweat and turned aside, passing the blood-stained turntable, and said to Wei and Dian, "My demonstration is over. Who will get on the turntable next and who will throw the throwing knife? Have you decided?"
Liang Fang stiffened and wanted to raise her hands, because she knew that no matter what, it was Wei Dian who was more accurate in throwing the throwing knife.
Wei Dian patted her shoulder.
"You go ahead and throw the throwing knives, I'll get on the turntable."
Liang Fang was stunned: "But..."
Wei Dian smiled gently.
“There’s nothing to worry about, just trust me.”
Listening to Wei Dian’s comfort, the nervous expression on Liang Fang’s face eased slightly.
Since entering the blessed land, she and Wei Dian have been exploring the tombs together. She knows Wei Dian’s abilities best. This man is different from all the dependents she has met.
Although there is always a lunatic smile on his face.
But under that smile, there were almost no problems that could stump him. If only one of them could survive, then Liang Fang believed that that person would definitely be Wei Dian.
Soon Wei Dian was tied to a turntable stained with a woman's blood.
The fishy smell and greasy feeling on the turntable made Wei Dian slightly uncomfortable. Just as he was about to laugh at himself, a small apple was stuffed into his mouth.
This apple is surprisingly only half the size of the woman just now, making it even harder to hit.
But Wei Dian thought this was just right.
Then the turntable started to rotate, and just as Butler Hu was about to speak, Wei Dian started urging him inarticulately.
"Hurry up and vote. If the vote is finished early, we will go down early."
Wei Dian's calmness made Butler Hu a little panicked. He wouldn't have really encountered the opponent's strengths. Is there a way to make the flying knife hit?
Liang Fang also relaxed.
She picked up a throwing knife, aimed it as hard as she could, and threw the throwing knife when Wei Dian was facing up.
"I believe you!"
This knife attracted everyone's attention, and everyone was staring at the trajectory of the flying knife. Wei Dian also laughed loudly while holding the apple in his mouth.
Pfft...
The flying knife pierced his shoulder.
Housekeeper Hu was stunned, Yaoxie present was stunned, and Wu Xian and others didn't know what to say.
Aren't you a living target? What's the difference between you and the woman just now? Then why are you so confident? Then you are so ridiculous!
Liang Fang stomped her feet in shock and anger: "Didn't you ask me to believe you? You, you, you..."
Wei Dian shook his head.
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury, let's continue."
That's it.
Liang Fang had no other choice but to keep throwing throwing knives.
The second knife hit the wooden board on the turntable. The third knife pierced Wei Dian's cheek, opening a bleeding hole.
The fourth sword, the fifth sword...
Every time the sword was struck, the evil spirits cheered, Wei Dian also laughed with them, his laughter It even overshadowed the strange laughter of the monsters, making Wei Dian look extremely crazy.
Wu Xian, Du E, and Hu Yunkuan watched with fright, fearing that Wei Dian would be stabbed to death.
Guan Daorong was in a strange mood.
As part of the murderous mania, he was enjoying himself with other monsters and monsters, but his reason wanted Wei Dian to be less injured.
In the high-pressure environment of Fudi.
Even a murderer like him has never considered internal fighting, because the death of any one person will reduce his own survival probability.
If his identity as a murderer hadn't been exposed at the beginning, Guan Daorong would have been the most team-oriented throughout the entire process.
The eighth knife, the blade pierced the side of Wei Dian's nose, but only left a small wound.
Liu Baoyu, who was in charge, let out a light sigh.
“Interesting, it seems that the tightrope walker also survived in this way.”
Wu Xian’s eyes narrowed slightly.
He found that the impact point of the flying knife was getting closer and closer to the apple, but the damage to Wei Dian was getting lighter and lighter.
This is not because Liang Fang’s skills have improved, but every time Wei Dian laughs, the flying knife will suddenly change its trajectory!
"So that's it, then Hu Yunkuan really has to thank Wei Dian."
Wu Xian clearly remembered that when Hu Yunkuan finally lost his balance, Wei Dian also smiled.
The ninth knife, the flying knife fell close to Wei Dian's scalp.
The tenth knife.
Poof!
The flying knife hits the apple!
Liu Baoyu took the lead in applauding, and the atmosphere was filled with thunderous applause.
Liang Fang cheered in surprise.
Then she hurriedly ran to Wei Dian, wiping her tears while untying the rope on Wei Dian's body. When she was throwing the flying knife, she was almost nervous to death.
Wei Dian was not seriously injured, just a cut on his cheek and a dagger stabbed in his shoulder.
Compared to Guan Daorong, whose arm was fried, this was only a slight injury.
Wei Dian stepped down.
Wu Xian smiled and nodded at him.
"I understand why you are laughing."
Wei Dian chuckled lightly and did not respond to Wu Xian.
But a fresh breeze blowing across my face explained everything.
After Wei Dian passed through the second blessed place, he was jointly blessed by the Master Xiwei and Uncle Feng, and his name was:
[Talking and laughing happily]!
As the name suggests, as long as Wei Dian smiles, a wave of wind will appear.
This wind is not powerful, but it can appear in any position and has no killing effect on evil spirits or people. However, if this blessing is used flexibly, the effect is actually extremely powerful.
More importantly, the wind generated does not consume much of Wei Dian himself, so Wei Dian smiles from time to time in order to skillfully control this breeze.
He was originally a calm man, but after receiving this blessing, he became a jerk.
Just now, he survived on the spinning wheel and throwing knives because of his ability to talk and laugh.
By using the wind to change the trajectory of the knife, the flying knife that is likely to hit the apple is pushed closer, and the flying knife that cannot hit the apple is pushed away from the body.
He chose to risk himself on the carousel for two reasons.
The first is the ability to chat and laugh. If you want to micro-control, you need to concentrate. Throwing throwing knives and controlling at the same time will definitely not work.
The second thing is that he doesn’t want Liang Fang to get on the turntable.
The third program is finished.
Then there is only one last program left.
That is the double show that Wu Xian and Du E will perform.
You draw and I guess!
(End of this chapter)