I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

"What do you want to do?"

The three of them saw the hammer in Jiang Ye's hand, and finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

Jiang Ye squatted beside them, and slowly put the hammer on the key parts of the man in red.

(°°)︴The man was frightened and backed away crazily, but his legs were restrained by the other two and he couldn't move at all.

He stared at the man holding the hammer in horror, and stammered: "Brother, this, this... this is not a joke, you have to have a degree of joking!"

"I'm not joking with you." Jiang Ye lightly weighed the hammer with a dangerous smile in his eyes.

After weighing it a few times, before it hit it, the man in red was already scared enough to pee his pants.

The other two felt uncomfortable too. Seeing the hammer resting on the man in red's crotch, they had already assumed the pain of the phantom limb.

"Brother, if we have something to say, it's wrong for you to do this."

"If you dare to smash, we dare to put you in jail!"

"We have no grievances or enmities, you can't do this..."

The three talked to each other, either discussing or threatening.

Jiang didn't want to accept this, he raised the hammer high and aimed at the man in red.

The three wriggled desperately, struggling meaninglessly.

The man in red was the most exaggerated, he was already screaming and incoherent: "Don't smash it! Let me go! I'll give you whatever you want, don't smash it!"

"That can't be done. The game has to be played until the end." Jiang Ye softly refused, and the raised hammer fell heavily.

"Bang—"

A hole was smashed into the ground between the man in red's legs.

"Ahhh!!" He cried loudly, his legs shaking like chaff.

The thing he had always been proud of, used for pleasure, was ruthlessly smashed like this... turned into a cucumber shoot?

"Why are you shouting so loudly? I slipped my hand and missed it." Jiang Ye hooked his lips and said horrible words in a regretful tone.

The man in red clearly felt the pain, he opened his eyes to look at his big baby in doubt...

Still alive, just wet his pants.

The three of them were still in shock, and Jiang Ye started to spin the bottle again, "I'm the one who didn't hit me, let's continue."

Who will be the next lucky one?

After a few bangs, the mouth of the bottle gradually stabilized.

What a coincidence, it's still the man in red.

Seeing this result, the other two breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

It was probably because the ground was uneven that they pointed to the same position every time. As long as Jiang didn't ask them to change positions, the other two could escape.

But the man in red was unwilling to bear the pain alone. He cried, "(ㄒoㄒ) It's not fair! The ground must be uneven!"

"Well, it seems so." Jiang Ye slightly tilted his head, "How to solve this problem?"

The three seized this opportunity and howled again: "Brother, we haven't provoked you before, have you misunderstood something?"

"If you want money, we can give it to you. It's not a joke to go to that kind of place."

"We have something to discuss, shall we?"

Jiang Ye quietly listened to their nonsense, and retorted: "I just slipped my hand and missed it, how can I say I hit you?"

He paused for two seconds, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"ξ(?>?) I thought of a new way to play."

Since spinning the bottle isn't fair, let's replace it with "Whack-a-mole."

He turned his head to look at Song Zuan, who was eating melons and watching the show, and his tone suddenly became gentle: "Turn off the flashlight first."

"Ah? I still want to watch the excitement." Song Zu'an pouted, regretting that he didn't bring a bucket of popcorn over to watch while eating.

"Hey, it'll be fun with the lights out."

Jiang Ye coaxed softly, Song Zu'an had no choice but to follow suit.

Without lighting, no one can see the current situation.

Only the terrified panting of those three people...

There is also Jiang Ye's calm game commentary: "I can't see anything now, whoever hits it all depends on luck, isn't it fair?"