The hemp rope tightly strangled the neck,
Luo Di was gradually dying in this process,
Near death, the speed of dying slowed down. A certain trait resisted death, allowing Luo Di to hover on the boundary between life and death.
Images flashed through his mind,
But these photos were suppressed by Luo Di before the reel finished playing.
[Undead]
As in those sequels where murderers are resurrected, hanging on the ceiling fan, Luo Di suddenly opened his eyes, his stiff body completely tense.
The handle of a bladeless knife gripped in his hand,
As if a phantom foe existed before his eyes, Luo Di executed slashes in a hanging state, each cut slow, like the last gasp of a dying man wielding a knife.
Although slow, it was deadly.
Thus swinging nearly a hundred times,
The seemingly empty space seemed to really be slashed open, seeping blood outward.
Luo Di himself seemed to undergo a transformation, shifting towards a 'non-human' form.
Pa!
