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The five prisoners couldn't help but look at each other when they saw a child stabbed by a child. One of the people in the middle of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and said: "There is no one in the capital, and the king of Qi is dead!"

Wang Ziteng sneered: "Friends, don't be too happy, I'll send you on your way." ”

When the prisoner who was laughing wildly heard such a very good sentence coming out of the child's mouth, his fiery heart suddenly cooled and he stopped laughing.

The other prisoners wanted to laugh, but at this time, their hearts were all dead, and they were crying and mourning, as if they had died of their father's mother.

The laughing man whispered to his brothers: "This idiot seems to have some means, brothers, don't make a big deal, depending on the situation, as long as you hear my slogan, everyone will blow themselves up together." ”

"Good!" the prisoner on the far left seemed to be a novice, and uttered a voice in a very uncooperative voice.

The prince became suspicious and shouted, "Discuss something, say it quickly!"

The faces of the other four became very ugly, and the eldest among them even had a desire to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

The prisoner knew that he had lost his words, but fortunately his brain turned quickly, and he made a long speech according to the occasion: "Good! The wind is bleak and the night is long, and the strong man dies in an ugly way." ”

"Death is heavier than Mount Tai, there is lighter than the feathers, death for the country, death is heavier than Mount Tai, not in vain to come to this world. How is it like you!" He pointed at Wang Ziteng and said, "Compete for fame and fortune, unscrupulous means." At a young age, he became an eagle dog of the imperial court, and when he was not in school to learn cultural knowledge, he came to kill us, the pioneers of reform. It's shameless!"

Wang Ziteng's sneer turned into a sneer, and he snorted: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, when you get to this step of the field, you will naturally detonate the golden pill, and you will be willing to kill a few more people." There are good and bad people, and the people who come to see the excitement today are ordinary people, so what's the use of killing them? Why don't you blow yourself up in the prison? I think you are some perverts and masochists, and when others die, they feel very happy, and when they see blood, they feel very excited, very happy, exhibitionists, and violent maniacs! Terrorists are not as shameless as you, they don't die when they should die, and when they have to die, they want to pull a few people into the water, and I grass your ancestors for 18 generations...... Your ancestral grandmother...... Come to a sticky end... Death is too good for him...... There is still a face to live in the world, jump into the river, forget it!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

The prisoner realized how shameless his actions were, and could no longer endure the torment of his soul, and forcibly attacked his brain with mana. After a while, he foamed at the mouth, threw himself on the ground, convulsed twice, and died.

There was a slight smile on his face, as if he had gotten his wish and had been relieved to the greatest extent.

The rest of the prisoners were secretly frightened, but fortunately they had been in the officialdom for a long time, and their skin was three or four centimeters thicker than the city wall, so they could barely suppress the urge to commit suicide.

"A shameless fellow, look at him!" Wang Ziteng pointed to the dead prisoner: "After realizing his mistake, he died in shame, although I am a child, I am also touched by his spirit." But what about you? Afraid of death, afraid of death! A bunch of cowards, what are you afraid of besides death? What kind of medicine did your mother take when she gave birth to you?"

Another prisoner couldn't stand it anymore and sent a message to their boss: "Big brother, I miss my mother, I'll go first." ”

The boss hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't be stupid, he has a regent's voice in his words, calm down!"

Wang Ziteng's mouth was dry, and he suddenly asked, "Is it time?"

The warden replied, "It's almost there." ”

Wang Ziteng listened attentively, the footsteps of everyone in the crowd were chaotic, but a few light and steady stamping sounds shocked his heart, and he thought: "Dragging it down will only create opportunities for them, and the first strike is stronger." ”

Wang Ziteng walked three feet in front of the four prisoners and stood still, holding the dragon slaying knife, humming and gesturing for a while.

The four prisoners only saw the flashing knives in front of them, and the cold fluttering around their necks, and they were all afraid, for fear that if he made a mistake, his life would be hung up.

The boss couldn't help it at first, and scolded angrily: "What kind of dance, don't think that you can be a killer if you have good knife skills, don't think that you are Li Xunhuan with a knife." It angered me, and everyone died together. ”

Wang Ziteng was also afraid that he was really desperate, so he immediately withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Let you see it, so that you can be mentally prepared." You don't have to worry, I cut fast and well, I often touch the melon field to cut watermelons when I sleepwalk, the movements are very familiar, a knife down, keep you comfortable, without a trace of pain. ”

"Cutting watermelon?" everyone thought of eating watermelon with their families.

The watermelon is generally soaked in cold water first, the skin is soaked, and it is easier to cut it. Take a kitchen knife to cut, only one knife, the bright red melon flesh comes into view, good melon!

When Wang Ziteng said this, he couldn't help but think of the scene of eating watermelon with his father in the past.

"Daddy, how do you divide it?" Wang Ziteng pointed to the big and round watermelon, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Come, I'll tell you, seven cuts, eight cuts. Wang Li smiled and gestured with a kitchen knife.

Wang Ziteng asked curiously: "How many pieces are cut with seven knives, and how many pieces are there with eight knives?"

Wang Li laughed and said, "You count by yourself, now I want to teach you to know two words, one is to cut and the other is to divide." No, that's it, the cut word is a left-right structure, the left is a seven-figure, and the right is a knife. The division is an upper and lower structure, with an eight on the top and a knife on the bottom."

"My lord, the hour has come for the execution. ”

The prince shook his head fiercely, he didn't know what had happened in the past few days, and he was always easy to get distracted.

He raised his dragon slayer, walked behind the prisoner on the left, and took a breath to cut it down.

"Keep people under the knife!"

Three meteor darts floated with the sound, and this time it was not the supervisor who hit him, but all of them aimed at Wang Ziteng.

Wang Ziteng sneered, sneered contemptuously, turned his wrist, his body was slightly off, two meteor darts hit the knife surface, and the remaining one slashed through Wang Ziteng's neck, cutting off several of his long hair.

"Mess with my hairstyle?" The prince's eyes seemed to be bursting with fire, and his eyes were full of murderous energy, and a pair of fire-breathing eyes looked around for the person who had the hidden weapon.

After the hidden weapon was issued, three white shadows flew out of the crowd and went up to Xingtai, one white shadow swung a knife to cut the rope on the prisoner's hand, and the other two attacked Wang Ziteng on the left and right.

The man on the left made a knife with his right hand, the blade of which was flattened, and cut Wang Ziteng's neck horizontally, while the man on the right made a short sword, using his left hand, a veritable left-handed sword, which was also horizontally sharpened, and cut Wang Ziteng's lower abdomen.

Wang Ziteng's neck twisted strangely, the person on the left immediately pounced, Wang Ziteng stretched out his hand, and pinched the hand of the short sword with three fingers, and it was smooth in his hand, Wang Ziteng's heart was cold: "The person who makes the sword in his left hand is really a bit perverted." ”

With the three fingers pulling as hard as they could, the sword in his left hand was guided to stab forward, and with a slight sound, the blade slid into the lower abdomen of the man on the left.

"You ......" The man on the left pointed to the person who made the sword in his left hand, and he couldn't believe it in his eyes, this sword actually directly broke his golden pill, and hundreds of years of cultivation were burned.

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