Xie Lin's lips curled into a strange grin.
"Mwahahahahaha-ahahahahahaha-"
Amid his crazed laughter, he swung the rope-
"Off you go!"
Chest, back, up in the air, down on the ground, three circles left, three circles right...
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Zzz-zzz-zzz-
Crack, bang, clatter, bleurgh, glug-glug...
Fu Yunxi was swung around like a rag doll, his head smacking into things with loud thunks.
Xie Lin even thoughtfully provided background music.
"Quick, use the nunchucks, hum hum ha hey!"
"Quick, use the nunchucks, hum hum ha hey!"
"Martial artists, remember: the benevolent are invincible!"
"Who's practicing Tai Chi, stirring wind and water-hah!"
The staff scattered with their hands over their heads, terrified that if they ran too slowly, they would get hit and lose their lives.
This was a genuine state of Frenzy.
Director Sha's face went deathly pale. Holy shit, he thought, wanting to step in and stop it, but it was already too late.
It had all happened too fast.
Less than a minute had passed between Xie Lin crawling over on all fours and Fu Yunxi being swung around until he was foaming at the mouth, his eyes rolling back.
"Mr. Xie, spare his life, Mr. Xie-!!!"
He raced over, so frantic that his features began twisting out of shape.
Splat!
Fu Yunxi was tossed onto the ground, rolled over a few times, and went still.
Xie Lin wiped nonexistent sweat from his forehead.
"Ah, to be young. Out like a light the second he lies down."
Dead silence fell over everyone.
A full minute passed.
"Cough! Cough, cough, cough... bleurgh..."
Fu Yunxi suddenly rolled over and began coughing violently. As he coughed, he started vomiting uncontrollably, throwing up all the undigested food from breakfast.
Director Sha had nearly suffocated himself holding his breath. He hurriedly exhaled and shakily