Chapter III: Abolition of work

"Huh?"

Hearing someone speak to stop him, the man in white standing on the side of the execution ground suddenly turned around and looked at the crowd opposite. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

When he was killing criminals at the executioner at the execution ground just now, he never left these people watching the execution.

Originally, they executed the Xuanhuo Sect Leader Jiang Qingsheng in public today, and they fought with the idea of luring the snake out of the hole, but they never thought that Jiang Qingsheng would see through it, mutilate himself and beg for death, and give a warning when he was dying, so that the ambush methods prepared by the man in white would be ineffective.

Although the man in white was annoyed, he did not want to interrupt the execution.

He had always been competitive, and he felt that it would be a shame to delay the execution of prisoners because of this.

Therefore, after killing Jiang Qingsheng, his approach was to prepare for the executioner to execute first, and he took the opportunity to observe the expressions of the people in front of him, and tried to judge the identity of the other party from the subtle expressions of these people.

With his current status as a seventh-level martial artist, he was completely able to analyze their identities from the subtle expressions of the people watching the punishment in the crowd opposite.

This was his self-confidence as a seventh-level martial artist.

In fact, if he really wants to search for lawbreakers, he can let his subordinates who have been ambushed nearby for a long time search the people watching the execution one by one, as long as they are carefully investigated, there will always be clues.

But the man in white was arrogant and murderous, and this moving feeling of pulling his prey out of the crowd one by one made him feel an indescribable pleasure from the bottom of his heart, and he liked this kind of game.

That's the real reason why he's ditched the easiest way of searching in favor of the most challenging.

In the process of the executioner beheading the criminals behind him just now, he had already identified several men and women with strange expressions and different breaths.

Although these people were well hidden, they could not suppress the faint anger they showed because they witnessed their accomplices being killed, which was the aura of the Xuanhuo Sect's unique mind.

Now when he was frying a few key criminals, he sensed the murderous aura and indignant emotions forcibly suppressed by several people on the other side.

Just as he was about to take another look and see if there were any fish that had slipped through the net, he didn't expect that at this moment, someone would stand up and accuse the cruelty of the current criminal law.

You must know that this is the punishment that Zhou Tianzi personally formulated to deter the world because of the continuous riots in the world, not to mention ordinary people, even if it is a big sect, there are few people who dare to oppose it.

"I'd like to see who has the audacity?

He was greeted by a child's face.

This is a yellow-skinned, thin-skinned peasant child, five or six years old, golden-eyed and yellow-faced, emaciated, and covered his young body in tattered clothes made of broken pieces of linen, making him look pitiful and ugly.

But compared to the cowering people around him, there was no trace of fear in the child's eyes, and he stood where he stood apart from the crowd, and his body did not tremble at all.

At first glance, he is no different from the poor people around him, but he seems to be very different.

"It's a child!"

Turning his head, he saw that the person who spoke was actually a five or six-year-old child, and an extremely absurd emotion arose from the heart of the man in white, even though he had killed people and encountered many strange things, he could be accused by a five or six-year-old child in front of him on the execution ground, this was the first time in his life.

The man in white was angry and funny, "Little cub, you were the one who spoke just now?"

He saw that there was a large blood stain on this child's raged clothes, and thought of the direction in which Jiang Qingsheng flew after being cut off by his head just now, and immediately knew that this was the child who had been sprayed with blood just now.

At the moment when Jiang Qingsheng's head flew out, he also glanced out, so he was a little impressed.

The man in white looked at a few children who were also five or six years old who had been scared by urine, and looked at the children standing opposite him, and felt a little interested in his heart, "I wasn't scared, this untouchable boy is so daring!"

Seeing him asking, the child on the other side looked up at the man in white standing on the execution platform, "I said that." ā€

"Oh?"

The man in white asked with interest, "Why do you say that, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

The child on the other side said, "I'm afraid!"

The man in white raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid you dare to say it?"

Although he opened his mouth to laugh, his face was still cold, and the smile seemed to be squeezed out of his face, indescribably cold and cold.

The child on the other side seemed indifferent to the breath of the man in white, and replied: "It's one thing to be afraid or not, and it's another thing to say it or not!"

The boy raised his arm, pointed to the two charred humanoid objects that had just been fished out of the oil pan in the execution ground, and said loudly: "They have sinned, you just kill them, why are you so cruel? Since the beginning of the record, when has there been such a punishment as frying a living person? Why are you so cruel? If killing can solve the problem, why do these criminals appear in an endless stream?"

The man in white saw that this child spoke very methodically, completely different from children of the same age, and his thinking was clear, but he was much stronger than children of the same age, and his courage was surprisingly great, and listening to what he said, it was not at all what a rural child could say, and the average rural child had such insight?

Not to mention illiterate country children, even the children of the royal family who have been educated by famous teachers since they have been educated from a famous teacher may not be able to say such things at this age.

The man in white looked at the child, "What's your name?"

The boy said, "My name is Yang Xian!"

The man in white nodded: "Yang Xian?

He suddenly waved his palm forward, "You can die!"

He slapped out with one palm, and a wave of energy was born out of thin air, forming an invisible pillar of qi, and smashing towards the child in front of him.

There was a soft "click", and before the child on the other side could react to what was going on, his thin body had already been raised high by this strong impact, and then "click" fell to the ground, and there was no sound.

After the man in white slapped Yang Xian away with one palm, his body flashed, but in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the crowd opposite, and he slapped down under his palm, which had already smashed the shoulder of a strong man.

He didn't stop after making a move, his body flashed in the crowd one after another, and in just one breath, he knocked over six men and women, until the sixth young woman was seriously injured, and the screams of the first strong man who was smashed on the shoulder did not sound.

After knocking over the six men and women, the man in white reappeared in front of the crowd, raised his palm, and commanded, "Take it!"

Just as he raised and lowered his palm, more than a dozen big men suddenly came out of the crowd watching the execution, silently took out the iron chains and locked the six men and women.

After the man in white injured several men and women, he stood on the torture platform with his hands in his hands and looked around, "Why are you so weak? It is impossible for the people of the Xuanhuo Sect to be so weak, didn't the masters come? Or did they come and run away just now?"

Just as the man in white glanced around in annoyance, a cry rang out from the crowd.

Yang Xian, who had just been beaten away by the man in white, was held in the arms of an old lady and cried loudly.

"Xian'er, my grandson, why are you dead!"

This old lady was the old woman who had just been frightened by Jiang Qingsheng's head, and as soon as she woke up, she saw Yang Xian being volleyed by the man in white.

When she pounced on the child, she saw that the child was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he was already out of breath.

Her grandson was killed, and the old woman had no other action than to hug the corpse and cry bitterly.

It seems that obedience has become something imprinted in the soul of the old woman, and when her grandson is killed, the old woman does not have the idea of resisting, but only cries.

The excessive grief made the old woman no longer pay attention to what was happening in the outside world, and her whole body was immersed in great grief.

It wasn't until the thunder sounded in mid-air and the torrential rain fell that the old woman woke up.

She looked around with teary eyes, and saw that there was not a single living thing in the heavy rain at the intersection except for two piles of human heads and a few corpses.

"My grandson, ahhh

The old woman stood up and dragged Yang Xian's body outward, "God, just open your eyes, the thunder will kill those beasts!"

The old woman dragged the child's body in the rain with her cloak and cursed with tears.

A thin, white-haired old woman dragging the body of a child in the middle of a torrential rain was a terrible sight.

"Boom!"

There was thunder and lightning in the sky, and a huge lightning bolt lit up the whole world in an instant, and in the midst of the torrential rain, the child who was dragged by the old woman with her legs up to the sky suddenly opened his eyes.

ps: Things have been busy in the past two days, and the update is slow, so there will be more updates next week