Feng Chenglin did not resist this decision, but sat there with a smile, watching the executioner sharpen the knife.

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

The executioner looked at him coldly: "Don't worry, when I take action, it will be very light, and you will ensure that you won't feel the pain!"

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

"Once a person gives up, don't want to live... There are too many ways to break yourself up in this world, hanging, jumping into a well, taking poison... There are not too many..."

"Yeah," Feng Chenglin nodded seriously: "Then you say, if a person whose tendons and tendons are broken, if he wants to die, who can stop you?"

“…”

After he said this, the executioner became alert.

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

"You are... telling us, do you want to die?"

"Congratulations, I've answered correctly!" Feng Chenglin clasped his fists with his hands and smiled and bowed: "It's rare, brother, at this moment of death, I can still see you intimate brother... Destiny is definitely fate!"

The executioner didn't smile at all: "Your mobile phone tendons are broken, and your hands cannot hold a knife or walk. How else can you die?"

"That brother, what do you mean is...I can't die?"

“…”

"So that, if you don't believe it, let's make a bet, just bet... I'm dead, how about it?"

Executioner: "…"

Not very good!

His task is to ensure that this guy lives well and deal with the above inspections and interrogations.

If he dies, he will definitely be punished by the police.

At that time, I still don’t know what the miserable ending will be!

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

"Look at you, why are you so nervous? I won't bet on your life and fortune with you. As the saying goes, big gambling hurts your body, small gambling makes you happy... We are idle, even if we make a bet, what can we do?"

Feng Chenglin restrained his smile and seemed to dislike the executioner's hesitation.

"Let's do this, let's bet on ten gold coins, how about it?"

“…”

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

“…”

"Then just five gold coins!"

“…”

"Do you think there are too many five gold coins?" Feng Chenglin immediately disliked his face: "You have to think like this? If you lose, you may lose five gold coins, but what if you win? That's five gold coins... This gambling is like losing and winning. How do you know that you will definitely lose? I can't keep it all... You will run from time to time, and have you won the 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 is mainly based on luck. If you are not lucky, you won't be able to do it. Look at me, the luck of this prisoner must be as strong as yours! You are an executioner with three beacons above your head. You are very tough. Your luck must be stronger than me, so it's probably in 100%... We will win this bet... How about it, come a game?"

“…”

Let Feng Chenglin say the sky is so scattered, the executioner is just unmoved.
Chapter completed!