Siheyuan: I am a big capitalist after the founding of the People's Republic of China

The young master of the Luo family raised the corners of his mouth.

Sitting on a chair in the teahouse, he poured a cup of tea for Li Zihang.

Said with ill intention.

"Mr. Li, since the storyteller happened to be talking about the plot of Nezha, who cut off his flesh to return to his mother and cut off his bones to return to his father."

"Shall we play like this, too?"

Li Zihang took the moral tea from the young master of the Luo family.

He blew the hot air and took a sip of tea before replying.

"Since Master Luo wants to try something different, then I can only accompany you to the end."

"I have to keep you company today."

Luo Shao, hear this.

He immediately burst into laughter.

"You are such a brave man, worthy of being a member of the Li family."

Then he spoke loudly to his servants.

"Come here~"

"We have to be good hosts no matter what."

"This round starts with us."

Li Zihang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile. He extended his hand gracefully and made a gesture of invitation, as if inviting a gorgeous feast.

Luo Shao watched Li Zihang's movements, nodded slightly to a burly man beside him, signaling him to take action.

The man picked up the dagger nimbly.

He clasped his fists towards Li Zihang and Luo Shao like a martial arts master.

Then, without hesitation, he rolled up his sleeves, gripped the dagger tightly, and slashed at his left arm fiercely.

In an instant, a piece of meat weighing about 300 grams fell to the ground like a ripe fruit.

The man who was cutting the meat felt unbearable pain. He clenched his teeth. Beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead rolled down his cheeks like beads that had broken off the string, flowing along with the blood.

Blood gushed out like a broken pipe.

The blood gleamed strangely in the sunlight.

The man who cut his arm knew that a short pain is worse than a long one, so he gritted his teeth with amazing perseverance and quickly cut the flesh on his arm with a sharp dagger. The speed was as fast as the exquisite skills of a noodle chef.

At this moment, the ground was covered with blood and scattered flesh.

The sunlight shone through the window of the private room on the second floor, shooting like arrows onto the bright red blood pool, making the whole scene even more bizarre and tragic, like a bloody painting.

Everyone in the box was a well-informed and experienced person. Faced with such a tragic scene, they remained calm and composed, as if this was just an ordinary performance.

At this time, blood was gushing out like a spring, seeping through the wooden floor of the private room on the second floor and seeping to the first floor like a trickle.

Fortunately, the teahouse was booked out, otherwise it would have caused chaos.

The storyteller downstairs described in vivid and moving voice the tragic scene of Nezha cutting off his flesh to return to his mother and cutting off his bones to return to his father.

In the private room upstairs, the man with the thin arms.

The left forearm had been shaved off, leaving only the remaining flesh and exposed bones.

His face was as pale as paper and sweat from the pain was like a flood, soaking his collar.

At this moment, the man became angry and asked his accomplice next to him for an axe.

The man who had changed the axe clenched his back teeth, as if on the verge of collapse, and placed the arm, which was only left with bones, on a table next to him.

Then, a silver light flashed, and the forearm, which was left with only bones, fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

The man still said nothing, threw away the axe in his right hand, and picked up the hand bones on the ground with his remaining right hand.

He staggered to Li Zihang and placed his hand bone on the table in front of him.

The man endured the severe pain and said word by word on the verge of biting his back teeth:

"Mr. Li, I have already cleaned the meat for you. These bones are for your honor. Take them home and make soup to nourish your body."

After he finished speaking, he walked back to the Luo family's team with blood stains on his face with every step.

Afterwards, two people from the Luo family helped the man back down for treatment.

At this time, Luo Shao looked at Li Zihang with a provocative look and said.

"Mr. Li, are you satisfied with this performance?"

Li Zihang was sitting there and suddenly started clapping.

Then he said.

"Mr. Luo's brother is a real man, brave and courageous."

"But my brother is not bad either~"

As Li Zihang finished speaking, a young man in his early twenties walked out of the Li family team.

Just as the young man from the Li family was about to step forward, he was held down on the shoulders by a man in his fifties next to him.

The man said softly.

"Xican, you are still young, you will have to accompany me for a long time in the future~"

The young man called Xican was none other than one of Li Zihang’s Twenty-Eight Constellations.

Xican said with a smile.

"Uncle Cangli, you are almost old enough to enjoy your retirement, let me do it~"

After saying that, he walked in front of Li Zihang and Luo Shao.

Xican also clasped his fists towards the two of them.

Then he said.

"Master Luo, the performance of cutting meat with a dagger is boring after you have seen it once."

"I'll show you something different~"

Luo Shao, with an interested look on his face, made a gesture to invite him in.

Xican saw his actions and began a show of self-mutilation.

I saw Xi Shen put his thumb into his mouth and bit off his thumb with his teeth.

There are tendons and veins in every part of the human body. After the Western ginseng bit off its thumb, the tendons of the fingers were still connected to the hand.

Xican was now like the man who had just cut his arm.

He endured the pain, put a small blade in his mouth, pressed the blade with his tongue, and cut the tendons in his fingers.

Xican endured the pain and used his right hand to take the blade out of his mouth.

He said this with cold sweat and pale face.

"Our bodies and hair are given by our parents, how can we abandon them?"

Then he picked up his thumb from the ground, put it in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

The following time was spent by Xican biting off the flesh from his arm piece by piece.

As he bit and ate, Xi Shen was almost on the verge of collapse.

He is now like a wild beast, relying only on his willpower to hold on.

Compared to the Luo family using a dagger to cut the meat, Xican was like a beast tearing the flesh on his forearm with his teeth, which was more terrifying.

At the same time, the pain that Xi suffered was even more intense.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

For some people, this period of time may pass by like flowing water.

The same amount of time was spent on Xican, but every second felt like a year.

Every minute and every second is filled with inhuman suffering.

Li Zihang looked at Xican who was holding on with his willpower, and his face remained calm.

But the murderous intent in my heart was like a flood that was about to burst its dam.

At the last moment, Xican lost too much blood and was in so much pain that he was about to fall into a coma.

He looked at his young master standing beside him with confused and painful eyes.

Li Zihang looked at Xican who was about to give up. He nodded slightly at him, indicating that he could give up the fight.

Xican also used his remaining sanity to quickly pick up the axe on the ground.

He simply chopped off his left arm and the hand bones that had been gnawed by the wolf.

This blow caused Xican to roar in pain~

Then Xi Can learned the opponent's moves and presented his hand bones to Luo Shao.

"Mr. Luo, you should also try it, this is a gift from my master~"

After talking about Xican, he could no longer hold on and fainted on the ground.

Everyone in the Li family rushed forward to rescue people in a panic.

After simply treating the wound of the ginseng.

Only then did they take the person away.

Li Zihang, still with a normal expression, spoke to Luo Shao.

"Mr. Luo, since the brothers have all played it."

"If we masters don't just fight, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the crowd. What do you think~"