Siheyuan, the special forces at the beginning, make me kill you

"Are you drinking too much?" Li Weiqiang was not afraid of anyone, but said something with a half-smile.

"I didn't drink too much! It's just drinking like this, it's boring! What do I want to bet with you?"

After Liao Yucheng finished speaking, he stroked his chin, planning something.

Li Weiqiang poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip and put it down.

Liao Yucheng had already thought of something at this time, his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Let's play something different this time!"

"Don't blot! Say it!"

Li Weiqiang saw Liao Yucheng stepping on the chair with one foot and the ground with the other.

"Whoever loses, just sneak under the opponent's crotch and crawl like a dog barking! Do you dare?"

"That's it? How boring! Let's have some excitement!"

Li Weiqiang also stood up, picked up the switchblade on the table, and popped out the blade.

The blade was so bright that it could reveal his handsome facial features and the sneer on his lips.

"Whoever loses, just stab the other side with a knife?"

Li Weiqiang pointed the switchblade at Liao Yucheng, and Liao Yucheng shuddered in fright.

"Stabbed?"

"Then you took out the knife, isn't that what you meant?"

"No, no, no! I took out the switchblade to show off my unique skills..."

Liao Yucheng knew that he had slipped his tongue, so he quickly bit his lips and could not continue.

"Oh! It turns out that you still have unique skills? I'm curious, what kind of unique skills! But whoever loses, it's so boring to drill your crotch!"

Liao Yucheng thought for a while, "Then change it!"

"Whoever loses, stab the leg with a knife, and call the opponent's father while piercing, until the opponent is satisfied, stop?"

Li Weiqiang said casually, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

However, Liao Yucheng, who took advantage of the alcohol, became more courageous. Thinking that this is what he is good at, he became more energetic.

"Okay! Let's play this! The loser will stab his leg with a knife and call the other party's father until the other party is satisfied and shout stop!"

Stand out in this rule.

Those who like to join in the fun in the tavern all clap their hands and applaud. If there is a good show to watch, who doesn't want to watch it?
On the contrary, Father Chen disapproved somewhat, and persuaded him a few words, "Young man, why are you so arrogant? Isn't it good to bet on other things?"

Liao Yucheng made up his mind, "Uncle, don't worry! I will definitely win!"

Father Chen gave him a displeased look, who said he was worried about him?
Xu Huizhen came to help Chen Xueru who was drunk, and when he heard that Li Weiqiang and the others were going to bet on such a dangerous thing, he also tried to persuade him.

"When I opened this tavern, it was agreed that fights and troubles are not allowed. Your bet is too dangerous, and I don't agree with it!"

"I agree! Li Weiqiang will definitely win against that dead pig... ahaha!" Chen Xueru was drunk, talking drunk while being supported by Xu Huizhen.

"Okay Xueru! You drank too much, so you're not afraid of big trouble!" Xu Huizhen said with a frown.

"It's okay if you don't make trouble in the tavern! Go out to gamble, don't you just have it?"

Liao Yucheng snatched the switchblade from Li Weiqiang's hand, and walked out with a smile on his face that he was sure of winning.

Li Weiqiang also felt that it was better to go out of the tavern, so as not to cause trouble to the tavern.

He is in the alley.

I saw Liao Yucheng yelling to the people who came out of the tavern to join in the fun, "I'll give you money, and you can bring me six jugs of wine!"

"okay!"

There is always someone who loves to join in the fun and is not afraid of big things. He took Liao Yucheng's money and went to get six pots of wine.

"Li Weiqiang, you and I each have three jugs of wine. Let's see who finishes drinking first, then presses his hand against the wall, and then stabs between his fingers with a switchblade. We can do twenty rounds. Whoever doesn't hurt his hand will win!"

"Okay! You go first!"

Li Weiqiang let Liao Yucheng start first.

Liao Yucheng picked up the jug of wine, opened the lid, and poured it into his mouth.

After drinking three jugs of wine, it was obvious that his feet were shaking a little.

He pressed his left hand against the wall, separated his five fingers, then held the dagger in his right hand, and stuck it back and forth between his fingers.

Bianza, he counted, "One, two, three, four...fifteen, sixteen, seventeen..."

When he was seventeen, Liao Yucheng was obviously overwhelmed by alcohol, and he couldn't go on.

hiss!
When No.18 was stabbed, Liao Yucheng cut his finger, and he threw the switchblade on the ground in pain.

"Fuck! It's eighteen, I can't move anymore! Li Weiqiang, if you can get eighteen back and forth, and if you don't hurt your hands, you are considered a winner!"

Li Weiqiang picked up the switchblade on the ground with his toe, and saw the switchblade fly into the air. He reached out and grabbed the handle of the switchblade.

"Then you look good!"

Li Weiqiang opened the lids of the three jugs of wine, grabbed the three jugs with one hand, and poured the wine down together.

Three jugs of wine were drank almost at the same time.

boom!bang bang! ~
Throw away the jug, press your left hand against the wall, and spread your five fingers apart.

Holding the switchblade in his right hand, he quickly pierced it between his fingers.

Because he didn't count how many back and forth, the people who joined the fun kindly helped him count.

"One, two, three... fifteen, sixteen, seventeen... 48, 49, fifty?"

Liao Yucheng was already dizzy, and his head followed Li Weiqiang's switchblade back and forth between his fingers.

"98, 99, one hundred!"

Only then did Li Weiqiang stop, and threw the switchblade at Liao Yucheng's feet.

"If you lose, do it yourself. Remember to speak louder when you call Dad!"

"Impossible! You must be injured..."

He slanted over, grabbed Li Weiqiang's hand, and looked carefully.

"He wasn't injured? This... how is it possible?"

Li Weiqiang shook off his hand and kicked him to the edge of the switchblade.

"I would like to admit defeat! Do you want to do it yourself? Or should I do it for you?"

With trembling hands, Liao Yucheng grabbed the switchblade and got up from the ground.

He gritted his teeth and was about to stab his thigh with trembling hands when he saw Father Chen standing there.

"Uncle Chen, help me quickly..."

"I would like to admit defeat! You provoked this matter first, don't make me look down on you!"

When Liao Yucheng heard this, he felt that it would be too shameful if he didn't tie it down.

Jiu Jin rushed to his head, and he was also impulsive, so he raised the switchblade and stabbed it.

"Ah!~"

This knife did not pierce very deep.

However, Liao Yucheng burst into tears of pain, and shouted at Li Weiqiang with a crying voice.

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Did you call me daddy? Are you satisfied with piercing your legs? Liao Yucheng, if you are a man, you are willing to gamble and admit defeat! Stabbing!"

"Why am I not a man anymore? I'm a pure man! Isn't it just piercing my legs? I'm piercing!"

He was stimulated by Li Weiqiang's words, he gritted his teeth, raised the switchblade, and this time he stabbed it regardless of the consequences.