Siheyuan: This is really immoral

"You two are good brothers. Your names are good, and you have such a tacit understanding even when you are beaten. You two should be a pair."

Zhugan and Fatty were trying to cover their aching hands one moment, and touch their aching backs the next. They had no time to answer Lin Zhuang's words.

After being a little naughty, Lin Zhuang looked seriously at the two people rolling on the ground, snorted coldly, and started to settle accounts with these two guys.

"You don't think that I'm an easy person to talk to just because I say a few words to you in a playful way, do you? I admit that your names are a little funny, but I definitely don't think that this can mitigate your crimes. You can just understand that it's my bad taste. As a grown man, you actually did this to a weak woman in broad daylight... in the dark. When you met someone like me who was brave enough to do this, instead of apologizing and admitting your mistakes, you actually wanted to hurt me?"

At this point, Lin Zhuang put his feet on the two men's right hands, slowly squatted down, and asked them with an unusually happy smile on his face:

"I heard that you all like to have nicknames for yourselves. Then you should remember my nickname is the Judge of the Four-Nine Cities. Now the judge tells you that one of your limbs will definitely not be saved. Do you want the fifth limb or the fifth limb?"

After all that had happened, the two men were almost sober because of the pain. They were scared when they saw the man squatting in front of them with a warm smile but saying such cruel words.

"Brother, I..."

"Call me Judge!"

"Brother Judge, we just drank too much and acted on impulse. Yes, on impulse... Look, didn't we really do anything? We just tried to scare him."

Lin Zhuang's smile did not diminish as he slowly stood up, with his weight completely landing on the backs of their hands. Their hands were constantly rubbed between the ground and the soles of their shoes, and they wanted to pull their hands out in pain but did not dare to cry out.

At this time, Fei Ge also begged Lin Zhuang for mercy: "Judge, Judge, we really know we are wrong. We have elderly parents and children to take care of. We often do good deeds. We carry children to school and help old ladies cross the road. Please forgive us this time."

Lin Zhuang looked at the purple backs of their hands, loosened his legs, and said to them, "Okay, as long as you can get out of this alley, I will let you go today."

While speaking, Lin Zhuang pulled the two men's ears and dragged them outside, ignoring their screams. He didn't let them go until he reached the location of the knife that was kicked off. He picked up the knife on the ground, kept shaking it in his hand, and said to them in a calm tone:

"Okay, I'll count to you. If you run away, I'll let you go for a few days, and the judge will spare your lives."

huh~

After he finished speaking, the two men just smiled a little, and Lin Zhuang took out a short knife and threw the knife out like throwing a javelin. The knife flew at a very fast speed and in a graceful arc, landing at the intersection of light and dark at the entrance of the alley. Lin Zhuang continued.

"Hey, my dart throwing skills haven't declined at all. Look, I still have a knife in my hand. What does that mean? It means that one of you might be hit by the knife, but the other one can run away."

When the two heard this, they looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and said with a tearful tone: "Brother, Brother Judge, Lord Judge, Lord Judge, please draw a line today. We admit defeat."

Lin Zhuang instantly perked up, but still pretended to be disappointed and said, "Ah~ I won't play this game anymore..."

Then he said, "Okay, okay, let's draw a line, right? Then you choose one limb."

Two huge question marks and exclamation marks appeared on the faces of Bamboo Pole and Fatty Pig. Fatty asked, "Brother, what we are saying is that at most people on the island would have cut off a finger or three cuts and six holes, but there is no such thing as a direct amputation of a limb..."

"I am the judge of the Forty-Nine City, and I have the final say. Since you all don't want to choose, then I will just confiscate your tools, right?"

Zhugan gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground begging for mercy: "Brother, Dad, dear Dad, if we lose a hand these days, wouldn't it be like killing us? I have old people and young children to take care of, and the whole family depends on me. I call you Dad, let's follow the Taoist three knives and six holes, okay? My brother and I promise Guan Gong that we will never force any woman again!"

Lin Zhuang tossed the knife back and forth in his hands, looking at them with such fear that they were about to pee their pants.

“Three cuts and six holes, right? Okay, come on, stand up. If I find out that you guys do this again, you’ll definitely have no tools left.”

After the two men stood up tremblingly, Lin Zhuang asked, "Who will go first?"

His bamboo legs were shaking constantly, and his hands couldn't help but hold the fat guy next to him, saying, "Fat brother, you...you go first."

Fatty looked at Zhugan's disappointing appearance, took a small step forward, took off his shirt and bit it in his mouth, then closed his eyes and said:

"Brother, come on."

Lin Zhuang was not soft-handed either, his knife skills were crisp and sharp, but all three strikes avoided vital parts. Two of the strikes were on his hands, and the last one pierced his thigh.

Even though Fatty had stuffed a piece of cloth in his mouth beforehand, veins on his neck bulged out and he let out a roaring sound from his throat. Beads of sweat the size of beans emerged and gathered into small rivers.

Lin Zhuang turned the knife head downwards, and the blood on the knife slowly dripped from the tip to the ground, and every drop seemed to drip into the center of the bamboo pole.

Zhugan looked at Fatty's painful expression and gritted his teeth.

I can't embarrass Fatty!

He also followed Fat Brother's example, took a step forward, took off his shirt, and shouted to give himself courage.

"Come on! Ah~"

Lin Zhuang was almost frightened by his shout, and he raised his knife and struck the fat man before he could even react.

Some of the splattered blood stained Lin Zhuang's sleeves and hem. The fat man behaved unexpectedly well and was not as painful as Fatty.

Because Zhugan was so frightened by the pain and blood that he fainted and fell asleep immediately.

Lin Zhuang gently kicked him and said, "It's good to be young. You can fall asleep as soon as you lie down."

Then he said no more, and waited until Fatty seemed to have recovered a little, and then said to him:

"People, if you do something wrong, you must accept the punishment. How can a man from a flower-growing family do such a thing? This time you are lucky to have run into me. I am also known for being soft-hearted. But if you don't repent in the future and I run into you again, it won't be so easy. Do you understand?"