Chapter 148 Turntable Flying Knife
Guan Daorong's initial cry of pain was real.

But the screams that followed were just fake.

He howled to please the evil spirit, and then tried to adapt to the pain. His brain worked frantically, thinking of strategies to deal with this show.

Jia Sheng is a monster.

He can do things that humans cannot do, and the armor on his body has amazing defensive power, allowing him to perform some self-mutilation actions to force Guan Daorong to do the same.

In the next round of action.

He can even perform a knife-stabbing butt, or care for a five-speed electric fan.

Even if Guan Daorong could barely survive one or two rounds, his final end would be to torture himself to death, just like his former victims.

Therefore, Guan Daorong must make a quick decision!

In the next round of imitation, Jia Sheng will be killed!
So is there any way to prevent Jia Sheng from imitating, and if he does imitate, he will definitely die...

Maybe there is!
Guan Daorong had just come up with a solution when his excessively long howling aroused the suspicion of the evil spirits.

Butler Hu urged.

"Mr. Guan, you should get up and continue your show. If you can't perform again, I will declare you a failure."

Guan Daorong covered his arm and climbed up.

He shook his hands quickly twice, and a one-foot-long dagger appeared in his hand. Even Butler Hu could not see clearly how this dagger appeared.

"The next thing I'm going to show you is the sword swallowing technique!"

Guan Daorong endured the severe pain in his arm, raised his head, and put the dagger into his mouth little by little until he had swallowed the entire dagger.

Then he lay on the ground and did a sit-up in front of all the evil spirits.

After doing some sit-ups, he stood up again and pulled out the dagger!

“This is what I’m going to do.”

Guan Daorong stuck the dagger into the ground and motioned Jia Sheng to come over and perform sword swallowing.

But Jia Sheng was unwilling to step into this obvious trap.

"This sword must have a mechanism. He swallowed the sword with the help of the mechanism. Otherwise, how could a human being be able to move freely after swallowing a sword?"

Jia Sheng's suspicion is reasonable.

But this is not what the evil spirits want to see.

Butler Hu's tone turned cold: "Are you going to admit defeat? You will be punished!"

The demons below were all staring at Jia Sheng.

These evil spirits are not of the same species. They do not have any sense of kinship with Jia Sheng. In their eyes, Jia Sheng is just like humans, just another species different from them.

It's fun to see humans die miserably during performances.

It was also fun to see Jia Sheng die miserably during his performance.

The demons have no racial justice, they just want to see rivers of blood!
Jia Sheng looked at Liu Baoyu helplessly, hoping that the host of the banquet would be more fair. His previous bloodthirsty expression became much clearer, like an innocent little animal.

Liu Baoyu smiled.

"Go ahead and imitate him. He's a human being, but he's trying to imitate you in the oil pan. You're not going to embarrass us, are you?"

Jia Sheng had no way to go, so he could only grit his teeth, pick up the dagger on the ground, and look at Guan Daorong viciously.

"It's just a short sword, you really look down on us!"

With their evil physiques, they would not die even if they swallowed a dagger and then pulled it out. Jia Sheng made up his mind that the next action would be to endure the chopping of knives and axes. He wanted to cut Guan Daorong into pieces.

He was thinking about how to take revenge on Guan Daorong. He picked up the dagger and without even bothering to wipe the saliva off Guan Daorong's mouth, he stuffed the dagger into his throat.

Guan Daorong looked at Jia Sheng coldly.

He wouldn't expect to end the show with an ordinary dagger.

So his dagger was not ordinary. The moment Jia Sheng swallowed the dagger into his stomach, his life ended.

Jia Sheng held the dagger in his mouth, the flesh in his mouth was cut open, and he lay on the ground, enduring the pain. Just as he was about to do sit-ups, his face suddenly changed, his body twitched violently a few times, and he lay on the ground motionless.

He is actually dead! The winner of this show has been decided!
Guan Daorong walked up to him, took out a dagger and a magic pill from his mouth, and walked off the stage with his arms covered, amid the astonished gazes of the evil spirits.

Liu Baoyu clapped again.

This time the demons were clearly sincere and the atmosphere was much more lively than before. They loved to see something sacrificed and bleed, no matter whether it was a demon or a human.

After Guan Daorong returned to the table, he tore off a piece of tablecloth to wrap his injured arm. His own clothes were already extremely dirty, and using them to bandage the wound would only cause infection.

The dagger he used to perform sword swallowing and kill the pangolin evil spirit Jia Sheng is also a prop for worshiping gods.

Its name is the Hard and Soft Yin-Yang Sword!

The Hard and Soft Yin-Yang Sword can be big or small, can be made of steel or soft, and has two usage modes. One is to use it as an ordinary long sword, and the other is to transform it into a soft sword that looks like several wriggling long whips.

When Guan Daorong swallowed the sword himself, he was actually shortening the Hard and Soft Yin-Yang Sword as he swallowed.

When Jia Sheng swallowed the sword, he thought it was just an ordinary dagger, but after he was about to do sit-ups, Guan Daorong turned the dagger into several long soft swords, which directly crushed Jia Sheng's internal organs.

……

In this way, after the second show ends, the third show will immediately start.

Wei Dian and Liang Fang walked onto the stage, and the show they were going to perform was called Telepathy.

Among the six people who entered the grave, only the two of them exchanged glances and had a good impression of each other, as if they had telepathic connection, so this show could only be performed by the two of them.

Liang Fang held Wei Dian's hand. After watching the first two rounds of programs, she was a little worried about this unknown program.

But Wei Dian laughed out loud, as if he had already made up his mind.

Wu Xian and his family had long been accustomed to Wei Dian's sudden laughter, but the evil spirits were not used to it!
They were all stunned by Wei Dian's laughter and didn't know what serious disease this human had.

After a moment of silence.

Butler Hu began to introduce the program.

He clapped his hands.

A huge vertical disc appeared on the stage with five straps on it. Judging from their distribution, these straps should be used to tie people up.

In addition, five meters away from the stage, there is a small table with countless sharp throwing knives on it.

Maybe it was influenced by Wei Dian's laughter.

Butler Hu felt that a simple introduction was not shocking enough.

He decided to conduct a rehearsal before the show began. After a short wait, a frightened woman in sportswear was escorted over by two servants from the Liu Mansion.

The woman had a dazed expression, and was almost frightened out of her wits by the evil spirits and ghosts in the room. Her face was full of tears, her expression was distorted, and she kept begging.

"Please, let me go."

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Judging from her appearance, she should also be a traveler who was captured by the monsters, probably to be used as a dish, but because the dishes have been prepared in sufficient quantities, she is still alive and is used as material for a demonstration show.

The woman struggled for a while, and suddenly saw familiar faces on the table of the demons and monsters. Those faces had laughed and talked with her on the bus...

Her expression suddenly turned pale, and she stopped struggling. She was manipulated like a puppet by the servants of the Liu Mansion.

After a while.

She was tied to the disc and an apple was stuffed in her mouth.

Butler Hu explained excitedly.

"The program is very simple. One person is tied to the apple, and the other person throws a knife. If the knife hits the apple, the program is considered a success. If it doesn't hit the apple, you have to keep throwing."

This show is the classic turntable flying knife show.

It belongs to the category of acrobatic performance.

It often appears in various acrobatic performances and seems thrilling, but those knife throwing masters generally never miss. Not to mention being blindfolded, even if they throw the knife upside down, they will hit the target.

But that kind of precision is the result of years of practice and careful design. It is almost impossible for ordinary people to hit the target if they throw hastily!
The servant of Liu Mansion turned the turntable.

Butler Hu picked up a flying knife and threw it out excitedly. The first knife pierced the woman's eye socket!
The entire banquet hall was filled with the screams of human beings!
　I revised these two chapters and added seven or eight hundred words to them. These seven or eight hundred words are free of charge and can be considered a gift, hehe.

　
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