Lu Li jumped on the ridge of the terraced fields and ran towards the house of the villager Lu Li. He competed with Zhao An in an empty place to seek death. He relied on his immortal body and did not have to care about his own body at all.

No matter what obstacles he rushed over, he would just use a kitchen knife to hit him with his body. As time goes by, the closer he would get to the original time of surrender, the stronger his strength and his speed would gradually increase.

If you want to delay time, Lu Li must find a place with a complex terrain to be able to pass Zhao An. Fortunately, Lu Li has the memory of a mythical warrior. Although he has no internal energy, he is still very familiar with some power-emitting skills, so his speed is also very fast.

Passing by Lu Zhengling's house, he picked up the iron pot thrown aside, and Lu Li ran towards the destination. Zhao An behind him chased him reluctantly, holding a kitchen knife, becoming more and more fierce.

As he ran, Lu Li suddenly turned his steps, lowered his body, grabbed the iron pot with both hands, greeted Zhao An directly, then let go of the iron pot, grabbed Zhao An's hand with one hand, broke it hard, shook the kitchen knife, and then twisted his bones and placed Zhao An on the ground.

The other hand grabbed Zhao An's foot, folded it backwards, put it on his shoulder, penetrated the other leg through the hollow in the middle, and put the neck into the middle, folded the two hands behind the neck on it, then picked up the iron pot and buckled it behind Zhao An's back, and then turned it upside down.

Zhao An's hands and feet are now stuck by himself, and his whole body is in the pot again, like a turtle who has been flipped. No matter how he shakes, he can't get up. However, this restriction is only temporary.

Lu Li pulled a handful of weeds, wrapped it in his hand, picked up the kitchen knife, sat on the ground, gasping heavily, and suddenly slashed Zhao An's head with a knife, and blood splattered directly. However, in just a few seconds, the wound on Zhao An's face recovered, as if he had never been injured.

"Is there no pain?" Lu Li looked at the kitchen knife and threw it to the terraced fields with all his strength. He didn't know where it landed. According to the case records, the six people who disappeared were all chopped out by the kitchen knife in the traces found on the scene. The real Zhao An also admitted this.

Therefore, the limit is that the weapon must be a kitchen knife, and it must be the one that Zhao An took from Zhao Li's house casually. Throwing the knife away can delay it a little longer.

"Hey, what's your name?" Lu Li looked at Zhao An in the pot and asked directly.

"Don't try harder. I can't tell you my name. I'm not a fool." Zhao An said disdainfully and stopped struggling. He felt that his strength was increasing, and he could directly break his hands and feet and break free.

"Sure enough, people like you deserve to be single for the rest of their lives." Lu Li mocked him with malicious intentions.

"You are only single, your whole family is single!" Zhao An looked indignant and cursed directly, "If you hit someone in the face, if you scold someone, you won't reveal your shortcomings." Lu Li pointed at Zhao An's pain point and scolded him. Since he couldn't torture you physically, it would hit you psychologically to collapse.

"Don't argue, I have your memory, African chief, who are you not a single dog?" Lu Li exposes his shortcomings again, constantly humiliates Zhao An through memory, and starts to scold Zhao An.

"It really makes me feel unhappy when I put it into your identity. What should I do if you are so irritated?"

"Who knows if what you said is true, it's just a lie." Zhao An said sourly.

"Then bet, I, Lu Li, dare to swear to the sky, do you dare?" Lu Li looked at Zhao An in the iron pot with disdain and said directly: "I, Lu Li, dare to swear, if I say it is false, I will let you go immediately. If I say it is true, will you dare let me go?"

"What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of?" Zhao An was so excited that his face turned red and he said excitedly: "You can't come up with evidence, you just want to let me go."

"How can I come up with evidence? I, Lu Li, dare to swear, do you dare? As long as you dare to swear, I will come up with evidence. Whoever dares to dare is the grandson!" Lu Li's voice also became louder, suppressing Zhao An's voice.

"You have nothing to do with evidence, why don't I dare to swear! I, Zhao Yi... you tamper with my name!" Zhao An said halfway, suddenly stopped his voice, looked at Lu Li fiercely, then shut up and never said a word again.

"I actually reacted, what's the matter? Zhao Yi or Zhao Yi?" Lu Li's face calmed down instantly, and he shook his head in disappointment. Judging from this guy's performance, his name still has a third word, but this guy refused to speak anymore.

Lu Li didn't have much time, so Lu Li decisively gave up and continued to argue with Zhao Yix and ran to the room he started. Although he didn't get Zhao Yix's complete name, he had at least two words to cheat. If he could find some information from his house, he might be able to complete the last word.

Pushing open the door and turning on the lights, Lu Li began to rummage through boxes and cabinets, mobile books, Lu Li started to look through them, and there were also some awards posted on the wall. All the names on it were not clear. Lu Li flipped everything and suddenly found that in a textbook, the word Yi was completely on it.

After turning it over again, there was no gain. Suddenly, Zhao Yix's roar came from outside. When he looked over there, he found that the guy had already broken free from the iron pot and jumped out of the terrace to find the kitchen knife.

Lu Li knew that there was no gain, so he continued to run quickly. Zhao Yix's speed increased again, which was a bit shockingly fast. He bumped into some guardrails and fences and rushed over in a straight line.

"Lu Li's side!" Wang Wencheng stretched out his head from behind a tree and shouted, and a flashlight in his hand was shaking. It was obvious that the trap had been completed.

Lu Li nodded and hurriedly ran towards Wang Wencheng. Zhao Yix behind him rushed over with a kitchen knife.

The selected location for the trap was the small bamboo forest at the edge of the village. Lu Li and Wang Wencheng rushed into the bamboo forest, and Zhao Yix followed him in and ran wildly after the two people in front. Some small bamboos blocked the way, and he could cut them off with one knife.

Suddenly he felt something stepping on his feet, and saw the dead bamboo leaves flying below, the rope sleeves quickly shrink, tied his feet, hung them upside down on the branch of a camphor tree, and the kitchen knife in his hand fell to the ground, and then a rope sleeve flew over, tied his head, and tightened the rope, and then Jiang Xuanmo and Gu Lin came over with a big stone.

Lin Tong walked out of the side to tighten the rope. Zhao Yix roared, and tried to sit up in the air to untie the rope buckle on his feet. Seeing that something was wrong, Lu Li and Wang Wencheng hurried over to pull the rope with Lin Tong before straightening Zhao Yix's body.

Jiang Xuanmo and Gu Lin quickly moved a few more large stones, tied them up with ropes and hung them directly on Zhao Yix's neck, making him unable to get up. In this way, it would be at least delayed for a long time.
Chapter completed!