"Brother Long, what are you doing?"

Lin Dahe felt the cold, sharp blade against his neck, and his whole body trembled violently with fear.

"Who's your Brother Long? Now behave yourself."

Tang Dalong held the dagger close to Lin Dahe's neck, which frightened Lin Dahe into immediately shutting up.

He threatened Lin Luo again, "Lin Dahe is your uncle. If you don't hand over the medical kit, I'll kill your uncle in a moment."

"Tang Dalong, are you really going to turn against me?"

Lin Luo's voice was filled with anger.

"I tried to reason with you before, but you wouldn't listen. You insisted on making me use this trick. If you don't save my brother today, your uncle won't live either."

Tang Dalong threatened.

"Brother Long, threatening Lin Luo with me is useless; it won't have any effect whatsoever."

Lin Dahe was afraid that Tang Dalong might accidentally cut his neck.

"Shut up."

Tang Dalong grabbed Lin Dahe's hand and said angrily to Lin Luo, "If you don't agree, I'll cut off one of your uncle's fingers every ten seconds."

Lin Dahe tried to pull his hand back, but immediately stopped when he saw Tang Dalong's fierce eyes.

He knew that if he cooperated with Tang Dalong, he could still be alive today.

If he had dared to defy Tang Dalong, he probably wouldn't be alive today.

"This routine is so familiar."

Lin Luo discovered that he often used this method, but he didn't expect that Tang Dalong would also use his method.

Five seconds!

Tang Dalong said coldly.

"Tang Dalong, I'm warning you, if you cut off my uncle's finger, I will absolutely not let you get away with it."

"Three seconds."

"Go ahead and cut it off. Cut off my uncle's finger. I have many ways to get revenge on you."

"One second."

Tang Dalong picked up a dagger and chopped off one of Lin Dahe's fingers.

A living finger was severed, and thick blood flowed from the wound.

"what!"

Lin Dahe let out a scream.

"Lin Luo, if you don't take out the first-aid kit, I'll chop off your uncle Lin Dahe's next finger in the next ten seconds."

Tang Dalong is betting on whether Lin Luo cares about Lin Dahe or not.

Most people wouldn't be so cold-blooded; they would have some pity for their relatives.

Even if he doesn't succeed, it's not him who gets hurt.

"Brother Long, please spare me. Even if you kill me, Lin Luo won't take out the medical kit."

Lin Dahe's face turned extremely pale, and cold sweat kept pouring out of his body.

The excruciating pain from his severed finger made him feel like he was about to faint.

"Tang Dalong, how dare you cut off my uncle's finger! I will not let you get away with this!"

Lin Luo felt he needed to give some kind of response.

Although he himself felt that his performance was fake, he couldn't let Tang Dalong's hard work go to waste.

"Three seconds left."

Tang Dalong had a gloomy face and was in a very bad mood.

He could tell that Lin Luo's actions were too exaggerated, but he still refused to give up hope.

"If you dare to cut me, I really will kill you."

Lin Luo continued to perform with great effort.

"One second!"

Tang Dalong raised his knife again and chopped off Lin Dahe's finger once more.

"Ahhh!"

Lin Dahe made a pig-slaughtering sound that could probably be heard throughout the entire neighborhood.

The pain from having two fingers severed almost made him faint.

"In the next ten seconds, it'll be another finger."

Tang Dalong continued coldly.

"Brother Long, please spare me. Lin Luo really won't take out the medical kit for me. If threatening me worked, Lin Luo would have taken out the medical kit earlier."

Lin Dahe continued to plead.

Seeing that his pleas to Tang Dalong were useless, he turned to Lin Luo for help: "Xiao Luo, you don't want your uncle to suffer so much, do you? Just give him the first-aid kit. You should have a few of those first-aid kits."

"Uncle, don't worry, I won't let your death be in vain. I will make your death meaningful."

Lin Luo couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

"Lin Luo, you heartless bastard! If I had known you were so ruthless, I would have strangled you to death before you grew up."

Lin Dahe said with a face full of resentment.

"How dare you curse me! I was just about to save you, but now I think it's pointless."

Lin Luo said to Tang Dalong, "Cut off all ten of Lin Dahe's fingers now, and I'll give you the medical kit."

"can."

Tang Dalong readily agreed.

"Brother Long, don't listen to him. Even if you cut off all ten of my bones, Lin Luo still won't give you the medical kit."

Lin Dahe pleaded hurriedly.

Tang Dalong ignored Lin Dahe and slashed down with his dagger.

Lin Dahe closed his eyes, forced to endure the impending excruciating pain.

"Ah!"

Lin Dahe couldn't help but let out a pig-slaughtering scream.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and saw that only two fingers were broken.

Tang Dalong didn't cut off his third finger, which made Lin Dahe breathe a huge sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Brother Long, for sparing my life."

Lin Dahe quickly expressed his gratitude.

He didn't feel there was anything wrong with his gratitude.

Even though it was Tang Dalong who just cut off two of his fingers, he still wanted to thank Tang Dalong properly.

"What's wrong, Brother Long? Are you being too soft-hearted?"

Lin Luo gave a cold laugh.

“You’ve been playing me for the whole time. Even if I cut off all of Lin Dahe’s fingers, you still wouldn’t give me that first-aid kit.”

Tang Dalong said with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Who said that? I just said it, so I definitely mean it."

"You really didn't lie to me. If I cut off all ten of Lin Dahe's fingers, I would definitely get the first-aid kit."

"Brother Long, if you keep asking like that, our deal will have to be called off. It's obvious you don't trust me."

Lin Luo had a faint smile on his face.

"can."

Tang Dalong was contemplating whether to disbelieve Lin Luo one last time and cut off all of Lin Dahe's fingers.

"Brother Long, don't believe Lin Luo, he's just playing you."

Lin Dahe was so frightened that he turned extremely pale, and tears were about to stream down his face.

"Holy crap, what smells so bad!"

Tang Dahu immediately covered his nose and said, "Lin Dahe, you actually peed your pants from fear."

"Shut up."

Tang Dalong was still thinking about whether to listen to Lin Luo one more time.

He didn't really care about Lin Dahe's life or death.

Tang Dalong has killed too many people, especially during the Ice Age.

He and four other people killed a total of more than thirty people.

"Brother Long, just give up. I don't want to see you being played like a clown by Lin Luo. We're always the ones playing with other people's lives. When did it become our turn to be the ones playing with our lives? If you die, you die. Just avenge me."

Xiao Mo said weakly.

"Xiao Mo, don't say anything, I will definitely find you the medicine."

Tang Dalong comforted him.

"No need, I know what's going on with my own body."

Xiao Mo shook her head, then her head lolled to the side and she fainted.

He was just having a final burst of energy before death; he was on his last breath.

"How is Xiao Mo?"

Tang Dahu quickly went forward to check.

"There's no need to look anymore. Saline and adrenaline are useless now. His heartbeat is getting lighter and lighter, and his body is getting colder and colder. He won't last much longer before he completely loses his life."

Tang Dalong looked sad.

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