"Same door?"

The self-proclaimed square executioner smiled strangely, picked up the human skin on the ground, covered the bloody man, and threw the man over with a toe pick.

"Huh?"

Liu Ling Tongzi stepped back, did not pick up anyone, and looked at the executioner Fang Zheng in confusion.

Bang!

The next moment, the skinned man fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and the man woke up again because of this fall, bounced off the ground, and let out a piercing wail.

"Ugh!"

After howling for three seconds, the man fell to the ground again, lost his breath, and fainted again.

"Aren't you a corpse sewer? Let me see how your craft goes! Skin, I've given it to you; Man, I've got it for you too! The executioner said with red eyes and a little excitement.

At the mention of this request, my hair suddenly tingled, and Liu Lingtong's expression was slightly better, but it was also inexplicable, thinking that I had heard it wrong.

"Hurry up! Aren't you a corpse sewer? Let me see if you are qualified to be my fellow disciple! ”

Seeing that Liu Ling didn't look at this person, let alone have the intention of doing anything, Fang Zheng immediately began to urge.

"There's something wrong with you, right?"

After Liu Ling Tongzi reacted, he immediately counterattacked.

Fangzheng's face darkened sharply, and he said: "It's not the same door, it's the enemy!" ”

The moment the words fell, Fang Zheng strode towards us.

"Grass!"

Looking at the Fang Zheng who rushed over, I didn't know what to say for a while, but one thing can be confirmed, there is definitely something wrong with this person's brain.

"Get out!"

Mr. Mover and Tongxian Tablet King rushed out at the same time, one left and one right, facing Fangzheng.

The distance of five meters was instantaneous, and the three of them fought in an instant.

After a brief collision, Fang Zheng retreated sharply backwards.

Mr. Moving the Rudder and the King of Tongxian Monument did not chase after him, but looked at Fang Zheng coldly.

After exiting the distance of about ten meters, Fang Zheng stopped, looked thoughtfully at Mr. Mover and the King of Tongxian Monument, shook his head and said, "It's not fun, dead manskin, it's boring!" ”

With that, he turned and ran, and soon disappeared from our sight.

"Brother-in-law, you four little yin men are masters!"

Liu Ling Tongzi smacked his lips and said: "There was a paper tie master who can turn paper into a person, and here is another executioner who can peel the skin, awesome, really awesome!" ”

"Don't say cool words, this Fangzheng, can you see his depth?" I asked.

"Where can I look, I haven't fought him!"

Liu Ling Tongzi muttered, looked at Mr. Mover, and said, "Uncle, how is this Fangzheng cultivation?" ”

"He knows how to do a thousand cuts!"

Mr. Mover said with a dark face.

"What Thousand Blades?" I asked.

Mr. Mover didn't answer, but the King of Tongxian Monument raised his right hand and compared with me.

With this hand, I found that there was a layer of skin missing from the palm of the right hand of the Tongxian Tablet King, and the scarlet muscle tissue was exposed.

"What did Fang Zheng do?" I asked.

"Yes!"

The king of Tongxian stele replied in a sullen voice.

Just now, the three of them fought for a short time, and it was just over a second before and after, just a little more than a second, and a layer of skin on the palm of the Tongxian Tablet King was peeled off, and I have to say that Fangzheng's craftsmanship is indeed strong.

"The Thousand Knife Method is commonly known as the Chopping Method!" Situ Qing spoke at this time.

"Torture?" I reacted immediately.

"Yes!"

Situ Qing nodded and said, "The executioners in the early years not only cut off their heads, but also served as masters!" ”

"Master Master, it is an honorific title for an executioner who knows how to use a thousand swords!"

"It's just that there are very few people who have been sentenced to death, and after a long time, the craft of the Thousand Swords Method is gradually on the verge of being lost!"

"Since entering the Republic of China, let alone chopping, even the punishment of beheading has been canceled, and the executioner has withdrawn from the stage of history, I didn't expect to meet a master who knows a thousand knives here!"

After Situ Qing finished speaking, his brows furrowed together, not knowing what he was thinking!

"Four small yin gates, executioners, paper-bound ones, two tanners, and a servant!"

I secretly counted the four small yin gates, and now the executioner and the paper tie have all appeared masters, but I don't know if the second tanners and the servants will come!

He is now a forensic doctor and eats public meals, so it stands to reason that he should not come here, but he can't guarantee it.

The second tanner, is my old profession, in terms of the rarity of the second tanner, it is not easy to find a person with higher skills than me.

But the executioner, an industry that should have disappeared a long time ago, has such a strange thing as Fangzheng, and I can't be sure if there is a second leatherman here who is better than me.

"Damn, what kind of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods have come out!"

Liu Ling scolded and asked, "Situ, where did you say Huang Feng dug up these people?" ”

"I don't know!"

Situ Qing replied coldly with three words.

"That Fangzheng, why doesn't there be a ghost head knife?" I noticed a question and quickly asked.

"The magic knife in his hand is even more powerful than the ghost head knife!" Situ Qing said.