Chen Hao really wanted to ask: What is so terrible about the dead people? Obviously it is harmless!

Just as Seventeen was about to walk up the steps of the execution platform, a beautiful woman dressed in bright silk stood in front of him.

The woman was dressed seductively, with fair skin and bright red lips, she looked Seventeen up and down, frowned, and asked in a somewhat dissatisfied tone, "You are the executioner of today's execution?"

Who is she?

Seventeen's mind was a little unturned.

The city guards who maintained order at the scene actually let her come over!

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

"Yes!"

The woman turned around and asked Chen Kou, "Why did you arrange for him to come to the trip?"

"Originally, he was scheduled to be executed today!"

"Can you change it?"

Chen Kou replied directly: "This is arranged by Lord Zhang personally, if you want to make temporary changes, you need to get Lord Zhang's approval!"

"Hmph!" the woman looked at Chen Kou dissatisfied, but the Lord Zhang in Chen Kou's mouth made the woman have no idea of temporarily changing the executioner.

She gritted her teeth and said to Seventeen: "Since you are executing today, then you must satisfy me, I want those people to die, the worse the death, the better!"

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

At a glance, you know that it is a powerful lord.

"Uncle Chen?"

"I don't have enough time, I won't say much, anyway, you try to do what she says. Seeing Seventeen's nervous appearance, thinking of the other party's first execution, Chen Kou comforted again, "Of course, if you really can't do it, it doesn't matter, as long as you can persevere!"

"Who is she?"

"The concubine of the city lord is favored and a little domineering!" Chen Kou was quite disdainful of the woman in his tone, "It's not too early, hurry up and take the stage." ”

Seventeen asked in a low voice, "Lord Sword Spirit, 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's beheading, and you should be instructed on what to do." ”

Thinking of Fu Yuanming's cruel fancy beheading method, Seventeen's face turned even whiter: "But Lord Sword Spirit, Uncle Chen said that you can ignore that woman." ”

"I suggest you do what that woman says!" Chen Hao said in a serious tone, "Your Uncle Chen said it's okay, that's just your Uncle Chen comforting you, you are still young, and you don't understand how terrible a woman who falls into hatred can be." ”

"Really?" Seventeen was a little incredulous.

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

"No, Uncle Chen is from the City Lord's Mansion!"

"But that woman is the one on the city lord's bed!"

Instinctively, Seventeen believed in the Sword Spirit even more.

He went to the execution platform, tens of thousands of people stared at him, and there was a lot of noise in the audience.

"Kill them!"

"Cut them with a thousand cuts!"

"My child, my child...... Woowoo woo ......"

"It's too cheap to cut off their heads!"

“......”

All kinds of vicious insults and curses against the prisoners shook Seventeen's head.

Seventeen clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and stood in place, the muscles on his face twitching more and more violently.

According to the procedure, the first batch of prisoners to be executed were brought to the execution platform and lined up one by one to kneel in front of Seventeen.

As soon as the prisoners were brought to the execution platform, countless mud blocks, stones, and rotten eggs fell on the execution platform like rain.

A rotten egg smashed into Seventeen's face, and the stench made him vomit with nausea!

He was completely affected!

Several of the other city guards who were escorting the prisoners were also killed, and one of them was worse than Seventeen, who was hit by a stone and crouched on the ground with his face covered, blood pouring from his fingers.

"Silence me all!" The loud roar was deafening, and a burly man dressed as a general stood on the stage: "If anyone dares to throw anything again, I will put him in a dungeon." ”

Seeing that the scene was quiet, the burly soldier turned his head and said to the officials of the City Lord's Mansion, "You can read the crime!"

When the indictment was read, Seventeen looked up and saw the beautiful woman staring at him with her hands on the window frame just now, upstairs opposite.

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

As the official read out, the eyes of the people in the audience became more and more terrifying, and the bitter hatred was like a surging tide, and the affected seventeen felt a little unable to breathe.

Not only are the feet soft, but even the hands holding the hilt of the sword are soft!

If it weren't for the city guards to maintain order at the scene, I'm afraid that the gang in the audience would rush up and directly tear the prisoner into his stomach!

"Lord Sword Spirit, do they really hate those traffickers that much?"

"You don't have children, you don't understand!"

......

"Execution!"

And Seventeen heard these two words.

He stood in front of the first prisoner, the first prisoner was an unkempt middle-aged man, he was also hit by stones and rotten eggs, his face was covered with blood, he raised his head and met the hateful eyes of everyone and said: "You bastards, you dare to hit your uncle with rotten eggs, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's hands tied, Lao Tzu would definitely kill you!"

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

"Kill him!"

"Kill it!"

“......”

In the distance, on a tall building, the nails of a beautiful woman have pierced into the wooden window frame.

"Cutting off the head is also a bowl-sized scar, Lao Tzu tells you, Lao Tzu is not afraid of death!" The middle-aged man looked at Seventeen and smiled, "Little guy, have you cut off your head? Let Grandpa teach you to cut it here!"

Such an arrogant prisoner, Seventeen had seen it in Fu Yuanming's memory, but in reality it was the first time he had encountered it!

Lifting the red blood heavy sword with difficulty, he found for the first time that the heavy sword was so heavy!

His hands were limp and he didn't feel the slightest strength.

The prisoner was a middle-aged man, and he had already prepared to be beheaded, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the sword!

He said in a hoarse voice: "Cut it quickly, don't make the uncle wait for a long time!"

The people in the audience are also urging.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

“......”

Seventeen lifted the heavy sword, and the heavy sword was directly raised above his head.

The extremely clumsy way of drawing the sword is like a dealer holding a hoe to hoe the ground.

He gritted his teeth and slashed down.

The middle-aged prisoner closed his eyes, and the eyes of all those who hated the prisoner widened.

And then...... The whole execution ground was silent!

Chen Kou covered his forehead!

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

Tu Yidao laughed heartily: "I know, I know...... I knew he was going to do that! laughed at me...... I have lived for most of my life, and the first time I saw such an executioner, I have seen and seen for a long time...... No more, no more!"

Tu Yidao squatted on the ground with a smile, wiping his tears.

Seventeen looked at the small half of the sword blade that fell into the torture table, and was at a loss!

"You can't even cut a big living person!"

"Get the hell out of here!"

"Get down!"

"xx, get out of here!"

“......”

The middle-aged criminal looked at the heavy sword beside him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quickly turned his head away.

Tu Yidao held his big knife and said with a smile: "There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm, at a critical time, do you still want me to slaughter the horse?"