Jin Batian's screams were in his ears, stimulating Ma Liuye's eardrums, as an executioner for so many years, I have seen more people like Jin Batian, many people try their best to make a chic appearance of seeing death as home, but their already frightened faces and gray lips have exposed the fear that they can't hide in their hearts, whenever they see the frightened eyes of these prisoners and hear their screams, Ma Liuye actually has a pleasure from the depths of his heart, and there is a condescending feeling. Over the years, in troubled times, the Taiping Army rebelled, whether it was the high-ranking officials and ministers of the imperial court, or those long-haired people in the Taiping Army, there were too many people who fell into the hands of the executioners of the Criminal Department, and they were used to seeing a lot of adults who showed off their might when they were in power.

In less than a stick of incense, he cut the Jin Batian seventy or eighty knives, all of which were small slices of meat as thin as silkworm wings, Ma Liuye was a little old, and he was busy for a while, and he couldn't help but have fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and a line of bright red blood, dug out of the recess on Jin Batian's chest, jumped out like beads. Some of the blood beads splashed on the ground, some of the blood beads flowed down the edge of the knife, and they blushed Jin Batian's chest, Ma Liuye picked a small piece of meat with a knife, and rested for a while, the piece of meat trembled on the tip of the knife, and he could even clearly hear the heavy wheezing sound of the county master and Zhang Tuanlian on the prison platform, and heard Guo Dacheng, who was very close to him, let out an unnatural light cough, and without looking back, he knew that everyone's faces had changed color, and many people's hearts were beating violently, and it was quite irregular. This filled Ma Liuye's heart with the pleasure of gloating.

He liked the feeling of standing in front of the eyes of all eyes on the court, and everyone's eyes followed the tip of his knife up and down.

After a while, Ma Liuye waved the two fast knives in his hand again, and continued to cut the flesh on Jin Batian's body, and the speed was getting faster and faster, the shot was like the wind, as fast as lightning, and in less than half an hour, he cut Jin Batian's body all over again, Jin Batian screamed in pain, no one choked, and his throat was hoarse.

At the same time that Ma Liuye was slashing Jin Batian alive, his two apprentices were there to report the number, and the entire people who were watching the punishment in the law field, only their grandfather and his wife could stand there calmly, and most of these ordinary people in Kaihua City were the first time to see this kind of torture of Ling Chi and live, and their eyes widened one by one, and they were stunned, and the entire vegetable market was surrounded by people, and there was no open space for them to settle down, and some people who didn't know what to do or what to do were actually brought their children out to watch, and the scared child was crying and crying, and his body was like sifting chaff, in addition to that, I can only hear the sound of the executioner's knife and Jin Batian's screams, and the remaining ordinary people are generally standing on the street, and they don't dare to breathe.

To say that this Ma Liuye, when he is really clever, this murderous work has been done since he was a teenager, and he has been doing it for decades, and he has long practiced a superb knife work, and the people who have been sent by himself for decades are at least not less than a thousand people, and he is really murderous, and it is estimated that he has killed more than this murderous demon king Jin Batian.