After he slashed with the knife, Chen Yang put a bottle of beer in front of Linus.
Then he spoke, "Friend, I'm a very kind person. As long as you drink this bottle the way I just forced you to drink, I'll let you go, how about that?"
Linus looked at Chen Yang with a ferocious expression, cursing with words like Fak and shit, without touching the bottle of beer.
Chen Yang sighed, "You really exemplify one of our Huaxia sayings, 'decline the toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!'"
After that, Chen Yang picked up the Dagger, stabbing it repeatedly into Linus's palm and moving it back and forth!
Tears came out of Linus's eyes from the pain.
By the time Chen Yang stabbed for the seventh time, Linus finally caved in.
He shouted, "I'll drink, I'll drink now, please, I beg you, let me go!"
Saying so, Linus grabbed the bottle of beer and poured it over his head.
Then, he managed a sycophantic smile on his face, "I've already drunk, please let me go!"
