Chapter 783 The Man with Flowery Arms (Modified Version)

"I am not a local. I have committed crimes in other places before. I heard that the land here was full of gold after reaping the dividends of the times, so I decided to try it. But after I came, someone told me that gold can only be found by those with brains. If you can pick it up, an uneducated gangster like you can only come here as a beggar."

The flower-armed man twitched his lips and said with a smile, "I told him that I never came here to pick up gold, but I cut off whose hand is holding the gold. It's that simple. What happened to the black households?" As long as your fists are strong enough and you can kill with swords and guns, you can always emerge as the boss."

"You have nothing, so you are so confident that you can always win? In such a chaotic and extreme situation." The student looked at the exaggerated physique of the man with flowery arms.

"Do you believe that I can break this wire right now? Is there anything wrong with me? Doesn't this prove that I am the mixed race you are talking about?" The man with the flowery arms raised the two knives on the armrests of his chair. With only one wrist, the tough wire suddenly sank into his skin but did not cut the skin and draw blood.

He had already demonstrated this method once, and he was probably just worried about the explosives in the wall if he didn't break free from the wire.

"I'm famous for being brave and fierce in the Tao. Others think I have practiced hard qigong. Even if a knife hits me, it won't leave a white mark on my body." The man with the flowery arm said.

"This only proves that you are born with rough skin and thick flesh. After overwork and overuse, the human body's limbs will naturally change. Your knuckles will become shorter and thicker, your muscles will harden, and calluses will accumulate on the surface of your skin. The so-called iron-sand palm hardness Most of Qigong is based on this principle," the student said.

"What about the bullets? I'm not afraid of ordinary guns." The man with the flowery arm sneered, "I've seen those cops chasing me before. I could flip the gun three meters away after it opened several holes in my back. Do you think their nickname of the Immortal Dragon is a joke?”

"Do you know how many brothers we lost got your nickname?" the policeman said, staring closely at the man with the flowery arms.

"I don't care how many of you die? You have to pay the price if you chase me. You salary earners should have been prepared to die in the line of duty." The man with the flowery arm said indifferently.

"Then you should pay the price for this today." The policeman took a deep breath and responded with the same indifference to the disdain of the flower-armed man.

"Can bullet-proof and knife-proof body armor also be used?" The students were still wondering about the truth about the man with flowery arms' innate supernatural powers. "Or laminated steel plate and paper armor."

"I'm tired of hearing your rhetoric." The flower-armed man said with disdain, "The knives and bullets left only white marks on my body. I said I was born with supernatural powers and immune to all evil, and my younger brothers only thought of me. I have practiced qigong and some secret kung fu, so only I know what happened to me."

"Did you feel anything strange when you were about to be injured?" Chu Zihang suddenly asked.

"Abnormal?" The flower-armed man glanced at Chu Zihang in surprise, glanced at the others a few times, and then said after a pause, "Normally there won't be anything, but when it's really fatal and critical, for example, if someone shoots at me, When I was shot, I would break out in cold sweats, chant some jittery mantras as if I was possessed, and then my body would turn yellow as if I was ill, and bullets would not be able to penetrate my skin."

"That's not a spell, but a dragon inscription. After a complete chant, the 'word spirit' will be released, which is the ability to make you invulnerable." The female doctor said lightly, "It seems that your fortune telling is still a bit incompetent. I know some inside stories about the way water behaves, and I also advise you to stop using your words and spirit to do evil."

"Yan Ling? Is this the name of my super power?" The man with the flowery arms shook his eyebrows.

"'Word Spirit Vajra Seat'." Chu Zihang said, "The specific manifestation is that when the Word Spirit is activated, the skin will show a conspicuous golden color. Along with the skin, there are muscles and bones that are reinforced. The overall hardness is roughly around diamond, which is defensive. Xing Yan Ling."

"Does that mean he is invulnerable 24 hours a day?" The student was a little surprised.

"No." Chu Zihang glanced at the student and explained, "He can take the initiative to release the spirit of speech when being shot coldly. It is probably because of his innate super observation ability that he can keenly capture the traces of danger, thus subconsciously releasing the spirit of speech. The spirit protected himself, but if it came from a danger that he was completely unaware of, it would still kill him."

"That's it." said the student.

"So you were arrested here because you were attacked undetectably?" The female doctor said with a smile, "Is it because the girls in the club are too young and charming?"

The man with the flowery arm turned pale and blue, and finally he could only snort and say, "I shouldn't have drank that cup of tea."

"'Word Spirit Vajra Seat' can only strengthen muscles, skin and bones, but it cannot support the enhancement of internal organs and digestive ability, so you dare not break away from the iron wire for the first time, fearing that the shock wave of the explosive explosion may shatter your internal organs. You died of internal bleeding and organ failure." Chu Zihang nodded slightly, "At the same time, you are not immune to toxicity, which is one of your few weaknesses."

"It seems that you really have two brushes. Vajra Seat, such a domineering name, but why does it sound like a Zen monk?" The flower-armed man moved his chin and glanced at Chu Zihang, "For a while, I thought I am born with an indestructible diamond, and I am thinking about going to the Shaolin Temple and asking the monks to give me complete martial arts secrets."

"There are also mixed races in the Shaolin Temple. People like you who commit murderous crimes will probably be imprisoned in the back mountain for a lifetime." The female doctor looked at the man with the flowery arm and said with interest, "Even if it is the group of organizations I know Very few people are willing to come into contact with those hidden hybrid forces."

"If everyone has a 'word spirit', then if they perform next to each other, wouldn't it be possible to determine who is an ordinary person?" the policeman said suddenly.

"The person who kidnapped us is not stupid. He couldn't have left such a loophole for us. The 'Gentleman's Agreement' mentioned in the rules explanation is probably a subtle warning against the rules, right?" the student said, "After all, he is completely Learn about our hybrid existence.”

"Do many people know the secret of hybrids?" the policeman asked.

"Not many, but there are still many people with real skills in China who are digging around for these things. Most of them are barefoot doctors or fortune tellers. Otherwise, why are the people in so many movie stories talking about mysterious things? Hook up?" The female doctor looked at him and said.

"Don't tell me that I actually went to a fortune teller. The fortune teller said that I was the 'golden dragon protecting my true nature.' He said that I had accumulated virtues in my previous life and that I would be blessed by a dragon in this life. He asked me to recite the things I muttered when I was sick. Remember, it is a spell to call for the protection of the golden dragon. He also warned me not to use this spell to do evil, otherwise it will displease the golden dragon." The man with the flowery arm said,

"I just thought he was farting. If I did something evil that would displease some golden dragon, then I would have been stabbed so many times by my subordinates that I should have died. I was stabbed at least seven or eight times a week. All kinds of people are guilty, and most of them are backstabbing people under my command. The fact that I am still alive today means that I don’t deserve to die.”

"It seems that you are very unpleasant as the boss." The student said.

"Is it worth it? If you don't have anyone you can trust around you, what if you achieve glory and wealth?" The policeman looked at the man with the flowery arms and asked.

"Prosperity and wealth? Do you really think I came to the coastal city by boat to ask for these vain things?" The man with the flowery arm sneered, "I just want to prove to everyone that as long as I am willing to do it, I can definitely do it. It’s the best. Even if everyone doesn’t think highly of me!”

"Now that you have achieved your status and proven yourself, it is no surprise that the next leader of your gang will be you. You left your hometown and came to this city and became the biggest and most powerful boss. Are you satisfied now?" the policeman asked again.

"." The smile on the man's face gradually faded, and he glanced at the policeman with indifference in his eyes.

"You are already prosperous and wealthy, what is there to be dissatisfied about?" The student glanced at the man with the flowery arm and said calmly.

"It depends on the person." The female doctor stared at the flower-armed man for a while and then asked with a low smile, "I heard that everyone has an opportunity to awaken their bloodline. Usually these opportunities are major events that change the entire life. Yours What’s the opportunity?”

"How I awakened my bloodline is none of your business." The flower-armed man suddenly became colder in tone, and looked at the female doctor with an unkind expression.

"Is it none of my business or are you unable to make it up at the moment? You said you joined the underworld to prove yourself. Is there some tragic past that needs to be washed away?" the female doctor asked with a smile.

"What I said is none of your business." The flower-armed man growled irritably.

"You really don't want to say it? This is related to the results of the voting." The female doctor continued to ask.

"If you have the guts, just surrender to me. I didn't die even if the gun was blocked in the head and shot. Why are you still afraid of being shot? If you have the guts, let our kidnappers light the explosives. At worst, we will all die together." The man with the flowery arms said nothing. He stared at the female doctor without flinching.

"If you die, you will die." The female doctor also smiled with an indifferent attitude.

"It seems that everyone's life is quite unsatisfactory." The policeman said softly.

"Aren't you living a happy life? How about I break the wire after counting one, two, and three, and we all die in the explosion?" The man with the flowery arm looked at the policeman and said coldly, and at the end he seemed to have remembered something. Glancing at the student, he said, "It's a pity that a pillar of the country has to be buried with scum like us."

"We don't have much time." The student took a deep breath and said solemnly, "There is still about a minute left, and there are still two of us who have not spoken."

"One minute is not enough." The female doctor ignored her own concerns and said, "For the remaining policemen and handsome guys, use rock-paper-scissors to choose one person to chat with for a minute and then vote."

"I don't care." Chu Zihang said, "I am in the rear position. According to the order, the policeman speaks first, and it is not easy to guess the game when his hands cannot move."

"Did you give up speaking because your life was unsatisfactory, or did you give up speaking because your hands and feet were tied and it was hard to guess the box?" the female doctor asked with a smile.

"The latter." Chu Zihang said.

"We don't have much time." The student's voice was a little angry, as if he didn't understand why one and two of them started to make a bad show when it was supposed to be life and death. Do they really think they were playing games? ? If something doesn’t go your way and you get a little emotional, can you just ‘/FF’ (the surrender command in the game)?

"What are you anxious about, the pillar of the country, are you worried that no one will clean the trophy at home, or that no one will be the main player in the school basketball game after a while? The boss of 14K is not worried about his club and young models. Why are you anxious?" the female doctor joked. .

The policeman stared at the flower-armed man indifferently, probably having already made up his mind.

"There are still thirty seconds." Chu Zihang said. He had been counting the time silently since the ten-minute count. Without a clock, he was a human timer.

"I'm afraid thirty seconds isn't enough to say anything. Let's just vote. We've wasted too much time talking nonsense." The female doctor yawned, "Anyway, I didn't see any useful information. The doctor can protect whoever he wants. Well, the killer can kill whoever he wants, it’s quite boring.”

"It's quite boring." Chu Zihang suddenly agreed. The female doctor looked at him and smiled without saying anything.

Thirty seconds passed quickly, and the iron box made a mechanical sound, "Please start voting. After the countdown, point your finger at the number you think is the killer, 1098."

The 10-second countdown was not as tense as the last time. After everyone revealed their mixed-race identities, everyone seemed to become indifferent, indifferent to anything, including their own lives. This word is like a curse. When the wound is completely exposed, there is only complete numbness.

The 10-second countdown is over and voting is over.

The policeman and the female doctor were all voted out for the man with the flowery arms (No. 4)

Student return ticket Chu Zihang (No. 6)

Chu Zihang Returned Student (No. 1)

Man with flowery arms returned to the police (No. 5)

1:1:1:2

The man with the flowery arm is out.

"You vote for me?" someone said unexpectedly. The person who spoke was not a man with flowery arms, but a student. He looked at Chu Zihang who was pointing his index finger at him with a puzzled expression.

"Aren't you going to vote me out too?" Chu Zihang asked calmly.

"I voted for you because you didn't speak. I randomly selected one of the two people with the least information, you and the police." The student stared at Chu Zihang and said, "Then what is your voting intention? And this doctor "?" After saying that, he looked at the female doctor again, "If the speech is reliable, shouldn't logically there be someone more suspicious? Why do you want to vote for the person who has no problem with his speech? (Man with flowery arms)"

"Because I want to see if he is as invulnerable as he boasts." The female doctor said with a smile, "I heard that the way to get out is shooting. If this strong man with the Vajra Spirit is already prepared, the killer Can you still shoot him in the head?"

"You" the student looked at the female doctor and was really unsure whether she was a killer or if that was her true nature.

"Anyway, I'm sorry, Mr. Criminal." The student took a deep breath, looked away from Chu Zihang, and looked at the expressionless man with colorful arms.

"The voting is over." Iron Box said, "No. 4 is out, and now it's dark time."

The incandescent lamp went out with a bang, and after a few seconds of dead silence, the familiar "Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien" sounded in the darkness. The man with the flowery arm also laughed wildly, "What the hell, shoot me? Come and try it." Ah, what hundreds of people have not done, even I myself have not done it, can you do it? Come and try it! Fuck!"

The music grew louder and louder, gradually covering up the man's voice, and then gunshots rang out.

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One day, a patient with dwarfism walked into the bar. Everyone laughed and laughed at his height. He climbed up to the bar with difficulty and said to the boss: Have a glass of dark beer.

The boss poured him a glass of dark beer.

He reached over to get it, and the person next to him picked up his cup first, drank the beer in one gulp, let out a beer burp and said to him with a flushed face: You are so young, it is better to drink milk, right?

Without saying a word, he climbed down from the bar with great effort and walked out of the bar amid laughter.

A year later, a strong man with a height of 1.9 meters walked into the bar. He was still a group of drinkers. Everyone was shocked by his height. He walked to the bar and sat down and said to the boss: Have a glass of dark beer, and then He tightened his grip on the thumb in his pocket.

ps: Decryption of the next chapter at the end of the game