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

There are thousands and thousands of kinds of people in this world.

Some people live their lives blindly, not knowing what they want.

Some people spend their whole lives in humiliation just to earn a living.

Some people live for their families and for the daily necessities of life.

Even at an old age, I have to bow my head and admit my mistakes in front of people who are much younger than me.

Some people don't believe in fate and work hard all their lives, but in the end they use the money they earned when they were young by overdrawing their bodies to maintain their health.

At this moment, Li Zihang's murderous intent was like a surging wave. Even if he lost a thousand of his own lives, he would make the enemy pay eight hundred.

Those who have never experienced hunger will never understand the unforgettable feeling of hunger.

People who have never experienced pain will not be able to empathize with the most horrific scenes even if they witness them.

The only people who can empathize with others in this world are those who have experienced the same situation.

Li Zihang wanted to make the other party feel the pain, the pain to the extreme, so that the other party would be afraid, so that the Luo family would have to think carefully if they wanted to deal with the Li family in the future.

Just like when the old man dealt with the Luo family back then, the current head of the Luo family has not dared to take action against the Li family easily for more than 20 years.

At this moment, the young master of the Luo family's eyes became serious.

After all, being cruel to others and being cruel to yourself are two completely different things.

The rebellious look of the young master of the Luo family also disappeared. He straightened his suit, as if to hide his inner uneasiness.

Then he said.

"Since you want to play, Mr. Li, I will accompany you to the end."

"However, for us as masters, if we become disabled, it will damage the image of the family."

"As long as you don't make yourself missing any limbs, I'm fine with it."

"If you want to play hard, I'll play with you~"

No matter what, in the previous round, the Li family had a slight advantage.

Because Xican is even more ruthless than the people of the Luo family.

At this point, the Luo family has no way out unless they admit defeat.

Otherwise, you have to continue playing according to Li Zihang's way of playing.

Li Zihang listened to what the other party said, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and spoke casually.

"Since Master Luo wants to be respectable, then I will play respectably."

"Since you have already done the host's etiquette, then let me, the younger brother, do the host's etiquette."

At this point, the young master of the Luo family had already lost half an point to Li Zihang in terms of verbal momentum.

As Li Zihang spoke, he asked his men to prepare daggers.

"I just turned eighteen this year."

"I didn't know you, Mr. Luo, when it was my birthday."

"This doesn't have your birthday cake and candles, Mr. Luo. It seems like something is missing."

So, to make up for our regret, I will use eighteen knives to cheer us up and make up for the regret of not meeting each other earlier. "

At this point, Li Zihang still used the old fighting methods of Tianjin thugs to communicate with Luo Shao.

As Li Zihang's voice fell.

The Li family got these eighteen daggers from somewhere.

Just in case, the Li family did not use the dagger given by the Luo family.

Li Zihang stared at the eighteen twenty-centimeter-long daggers on the wooden tray, each of which emitted a cold light.

He picked up a handful at random, and the heavy texture seemed to tell of their sharpness and ruthlessness.

Li Zihang stared at the other person's eyes, as if he wanted to see through the other person's soul through those eyes.

He said slowly.

"This first knife is my respect for you."

Before he finished speaking, he stabbed the dagger into his thigh without hesitation, to a depth of five centimeters.

Blood gushed out like a stream, quickly soaking the pants.

However, Li Zihang still had a smile on his face at this time. He stared at Luo Shao and continued speaking.

"This second knife is really an eye-opener for me."

After that, another dagger ruthlessly stabbed into his thigh.

Every word is like a sharp blade, deeply hurting the human heart.

Each dagger was a weapon of self-harm and also a tool for him to demonstrate against Luo Shao.

Every knife cut represents his firmness and determination, and every knife cut makes people feel his cruelty and murderous intent.

Eighteen words, eighteen knives, Li Zihang's legs have become a bloody battlefield, without a single piece of intact skin.

The blood was like red silk, staining the bench he was sitting on a shocking red.

When the last dagger was inserted.

Li Zihang's lips curved slightly, and he said to Luo Shao with a forced smile.

"Master Luo, my performance is over, it's your turn."

There was an unspeakable evil in his smile, as if he was challenging Luo Shao.

Luo Shao, who was sitting opposite him, felt a little scared when he saw the blood dripping down the corner of Li Zihang's trousers.

And Li Zihang's smile was filled with a strange evil in his eyes, which made him shudder.

The Luo family has been entrenched in Tianjin for a hundred years and has a profound heritage.

He spared no effort in the training of each successor.

At this time, Luo Shao said calmly

"I am a few years older than you, my brother."

His voice was steady and firm.

"There is no such thing as the small giving way to the big~"

"I don't have the nerve to take advantage of this."

There was a hint of determination and ruthlessness in his tone.

After saying this, he waved his hand and asked people to prepare twenty-two daggers.

On the other side, the servants of the Li family had already begun to help Li Zihang treat his wounds.

After the dagger was removed, medicine was applied to stop the bleeding, with quick and skillful movements.

Coincidentally, the Luo family also brought up the dagger.

As Luo Shao spoke, he performed the same operation as Li Zihang.

"Brother, I think that I am a rare figure among the younger generation."

Before he could finish his words, Luo Shao had already inserted the dagger into his own thigh, as if he was demonstrating his courage and determination to Li Zihang through self-mutilation.

"Little brother, you made me look down on all the heroes in the world~"

As the second dagger plunged in, a hint of admiration entered his voice.

"Brother, I apologize to you for this third knife!"

After the third knife stabbed down, he gritted his teeth and continued speaking.

"The fourth knife is because I didn't treat you well enough."

Every word was like a sharp sword, piercing his body, but also showing his sincerity.

As soon as he finished speaking, the fifth knife resolutely fell on the other thigh.

"The sixth knife is my belated birthday blessing for you~"

His voice began to tremble, but he still persisted.

Luo Shao cut himself with the knife one after another.

Twenty minutes later, his face was as pale as paper, as if all his vitality had been drained away.

Beads of sweat dripped down his hair like raindrops, soaking his shoulders.

The floor beneath his feet had already been stained red with blood, forming a shocking puddle of blood.

In comparison, Li Zihang's expressionless self-mutilation seemed even more callous and cruel.

Li Zihang traded injuries for injuries, and was determined to make the other party feel pain at all costs.

With the fall of the 22nd knife, Luo Shao's legs were covered with scars, and no part was intact.

His pained expression clearly showed his defeat.

This is exactly the result Li Zihang wanted. Even if he loses one thousand of his own people, he must kill eight hundred enemies.

He wants to use his own way to make the other party feel pain and make the other party fear him.

As Luo Shao completed his 22nd stab with the knife, it also means that he is 22 years old this year.

Sometimes age is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

Just like now, Li Zihang used age as an excuse to cause Luo Shaoduo to be stabbed four times.

Li Zihang looked at Luo Shao who was half-slumped in the chair.

Then he started clapping and said with a smile.

"Brother Luo, you are awesome~"

The words were nice, but Li Zihang's tone was a little sarcastic.

Li Zihang looked at the situation in front of him and decided to play some tough games on the other party.

Otherwise, all previous sacrifices will be in vain.

Xican's and my own pain are also in vain~

At present, the Li family has a slight advantage, but it is not enough.

One step away from victory.

This is also the reason why Li Zihang wants to play harder~