Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin did not resist this decision. Instead, he sat there with a smile and watched the executioner sharpen his knife.

"I said, brother... I want to ask you something, okay?"

The executioner gave him a cold look: "Don't worry, when I strike, I will be very gentle. I guarantee you won't feel any pain!"

Feng Chenglin waved his hand: "I won't say that, I want to ask you...you tell me, if a person really wants to die, can he die?"

"Once a person wants to die, he should not think about living anymore... There are too many ways to kill oneself in this world, such as hanging, jumping into a well, taking poison... there are not too many..."

"Yeah," Feng Chenglin nodded seriously: "Then tell me, if a person who has his hamstring and hand tendons broken wants to die, can any of you stop him?"

"..."

When he said this, the executioner became alert.

Putting down the sharp knife, he stood up slowly, walked into Feng Chenglin with his head tilted, and looked into his eyes carefully.

"Are you... telling us, do you want to die?"

"Congratulations, you got the answer right!" Feng Chenglin clasped his hands in his fists and bowed his head with a smile: "It's rare, brother, that I can still see you, my close brother, on my deathbed... It's definitely fate! "

The executioner didn't even smile at all: "Your hamstrings have been broken, your hands can't hold a knife, and your feet can't walk. How can you die?"

"Brother, what do you mean... I can't die?"

"..."

"Let's do this. If you don't believe it, let's make a bet. Just bet...that I will die. How about that?"

Executioner: "..."

not so good!

His mission is to ensure that this guy is alive and well so that he can cope with the inspection and questioning from above.

If he dies, he will definitely be punished.

By then, we still don’t know what the tragic end will be!

Therefore, he must ensure that Feng Chenglin lives well! !

"Look at you, why are you so nervous? I won't bet my life or my fortune with you. As the saying goes, big bets hurt your health, but small bets make you happy... When we are idle, we are idle, even if it is just a fight Gambling, so what?"

Feng Chenglin stopped smiling, as if he didn't like the executioner's hesitation.

"Well, how about we bet ten gold coins?"

"..."

"...Then, I'll take a step back, eight gold coins?"

"..."

"Then five gold coins!"

"..."

"Five gold coins are not too much for you?" Feng Chenglin immediately said with disgust: "You want to think like this? If you lose, you may lose five gold coins, but what if you win? That's still five gold coins... ...This is gambling, where you lose and win. How do you know that you will definitely lose, and you can't protect everything...you just have luck and you win money?"

He shook the shackles on his hands and feet with a sincere look on his face.

"Look, I am your prisoner now. As the saying goes... Gambling mainly depends on luck. Luck is not even good. Look at me, this prisoner's luck is definitely not as good as yours." Strong! You are the executioner, with three bright lights on your head. You are very lucky. You must have better luck than me, so there is a high probability... If we make a bet, you will win... How about , let’s have a game?”

"..."

No matter what Feng Chenglin said, the executioner remained unmoved.