Chapter 59

Chen Hao really wants to ask: what's terrible about dead people? It's obviously harmless!

Just as he was walking up the steps of the scaffold, a beautiful woman in gorgeous silk stood in front of him.

The woman was dressed flirtatiously, with fair skin and a bright red lip. She looked up and down at seventeen, frowned, and asked in a dissatisfied tone, "are you the executioner who executed today?"

Who is she?

Seventeen, my brain can't turn around.

The city guard who maintained order at the scene unexpectedly let her come!

But soon, seventeen saw Chen Kou standing next to the woman. Chen Kou nodded at him and signaled him to answer quickly.

"Yes!"

The woman turned around and asked Chen Kou, "why did you arrange for him to travel?"

"It was originally arranged for him to be executed today!"

"Can you change it?"

Chen Kou directly replied, "this was arranged by Lord Zhang himself. If you want to make a temporary change, you need to get the consent of Lord Zhang!"

"Hum!" The woman looked at Chen Kou discontentedly, but the adult Zhang in Chen Kou's mouth made the woman have no idea of changing the executioner temporarily.

She clenched her teeth and said to seventeen, "since today is your execution, then you must satisfy me. I want those people to die. The worse they die, the better!"

The woman left angrily, and the accompanying guards forcibly separated a way for him in the crowd.

At a glance, we know that he is a powerful master.

"Uncle Chen?"

"There's not enough time, I won't say more. Anyway, try to do as she says." Seeing seventeen's nervous appearance and thinking of the other party's first execution, Chen Kou comforted, "of course, if you really can't do it, it doesn't matter, as long as you can stick to it!"

"Who is she?"

"The concubine of the Lord of the city is spoiled and somewhat domineering!" Chen Kou disdained the woman in his tone. "It's getting late. Hurry to the stage."

Seventeen whispered, "Lord Jianling, what should I do?"

"Do as the woman says!" Chen Hao said in the red blood sword, "you have experienced the memory of Fu Yuanming beheading, and you should guide what to do."

Thinking of Fu Yuanming's cruel fancy beheading method, seventeen's face became even whiter: "but Lord Jianling, Uncle Chen said he could ignore that woman."

"I suggest you do what that woman says!" Chen Hao said in a serious tone, "your Uncle Chen said it was all right. That's just your Uncle Chen comforting you. You're still young and don't understand how terrible a woman who falls into hatred will be."

"Really?" Seventeen, I don't believe it.

"Of course it's true!" Chen Hao said very seriously, "if you can't satisfy her, as long as she is a little small-minded, your Uncle Chen may be implicated."

"No, Uncle Chen is from the city Lord's mansion!"

"But that woman is on the Lord's bed!"

Instinctively, seventeen believes in master Jianling more.

He went to the scaffold, tens of thousands of people stared at him, and there was a lot of noise under the stage.

"Kill them!"

"Cut them to pieces!"

"My child, my child... Woo woo..."

"Beheading is too cheap for them!"

“……”

All kinds of vicious insults and curses to prisoners made seventeen heads dizzy.

Seventeen clenched the handle of the sword in his hand, standing in place, his face muscles twitched more and more violently.

According to the procedure, the first batch of prisoners to be beheaded were brought to the scaffold and knelt in front of seventeen in line one by one.

The prisoners had just been brought to the scaffold, and countless mud, stones and rotten eggs fell on the scaffold like rain.

A rotten egg hit seventeen's face, and the stench made him sick!

He was completely affected!

Several other city guards escorting prisoners also suffered. One was worse than seventeen. He was hit by a stone and crouched on the ground with his face covered, with blood flowing from his fingers.

"Calm down!" The loud roar was deafening, and a burly man dressed as a general stood on the stage: "if anyone dares to throw things again, I'll put him in a dungeon."

Seeing that the scene was quiet, the burly soldier turned to the official of the city Lord's mansion and said, "you can read out the crime!"

When reading out the indictment, seventeen raised his head and just saw the opposite upstairs. Just now, the beautiful woman put her hands on the window frame and stared at him.

Thinking of Lord Jianling's words, the pressure in his heart was even greater!

As the officials read out, the eyes of the people under the stage became more and more terrible. The bitter hatred was like a raging tide, and the affected seventeen felt a little breathless.

Not only the feet are soft, but also the hands holding the sword handle are soft!

If it weren't for the city guards to maintain order at the scene, I'm afraid the gang under the stage would rush up and tear the prisoner up and stuff him into his stomach!

"Lord Jianling, do they really hate those traffickers so much?"

"You have no children, you don't understand!"

……

"Execution!"

Seventeen heard these two words.

He stood in front of the first prisoner. The first prisoner was a unkempt middle-aged man. He was also hit by stones and rotten eggs. His face was full of blood. He raised his head to meet the hate eyes of the people and said, "you bastards dare to hit your uncle with rotten eggs. If the old man's hands were not tied, I would definitely kill you all!"

The rampant appearance of the middle-aged man completely aroused public anger.

"Kill him!"

"Kill it!"

“……”

On the tall building in the distance, the nails of the beautiful woman have stabbed into the wooden window frame.

"Beheading is a big scar. I tell you, I'm not afraid of death!" The middle-aged man looked at seventeen and said with a smile, "little guy, cut your head? Let Grandpa teach you to cut here!"

Such a arrogant prisoner, seventeen, has been seen in Fu Yuanming's memory, but in reality, it is the first time!

He raised the red blood Epee hard. For the first time, he found that the Epee was so heavy!

His hands were soft and he couldn't feel any strength.

The prisoner is a middle-aged man. He was ready to be beheaded long ago, but he didn't wait for the sword after waiting for a long time!

He said in a hoarse voice, "chop it quickly, don't keep me waiting!"

The people under the stage are also urging.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

“……”

Seventeen raised the Epee, which was directly raised to his head by him.

The extremely clumsy way of drawing the sword is like a banker with a hoe.

He bit his teeth and cut it down hard.

The middle-aged prisoner closed his eyes, and all the people who hated the prisoner opened their eyes.

Then... The whole execution ground is silent!

Chen Kou covers his forehead!

Beautiful woman's face is so gloomy that she is about to drip!

Tu Yidao laughed freely and wantonly: "I knew it, I knew it... I knew it would be like this! I laughed to death... Tu Yidao has lived for most of my life. I have seen such an executioner for the first time. I have seen it for a long time... No, no!"

Tu Yidao squatted on the ground with a smile and wiped his tears.

Seventeen looked at the small blade trapped in the scaffold, at a loss!

"You can't even cut a living man!"

"Let him get down!"

"Get down!"

"XX, get out of here!"

“……”

The middle-aged criminal looked at the Epee beside him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and hurriedly looked away.

Tu Yidao took his big knife and said with a smile, "there's no hair on my mouth and I can't handle affairs firmly. When it's critical, I still need to kill a knife to save the market?"