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Chapter 1 Please give up on me

"Young and young men, the county magistrate has an order to kill the rebels in Jikou today. Those who go to the market today have to go to watch the execution. If they don't go, they will be like a rebellion!"

Several constables carried gongs and ran back and forth on the streets of Qingshan County. Their gongs were beaten constantly, "Everyone has a share, everyone has a share! Whoever doesn't go to watch is a criminal accomplice. This is a serious crime to destroy the nine clans. Go to Jikou, go quickly, go quickly!"

At this time, the Great Zhou Dynasty suffered natural disasters and refugees were everywhere, and there were many rebels who could not survive. Although they were eventually suppressed, one after another had shaken the foundation of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

As the saying goes, the Great Zhou Dynasty used heavy punishments to target rebels in troubled times. It has always been ruthless to kill nine clans and slaughtered relatives and friends.

In order to warn the people of the world, when executing the rebels, they were in the most prosperous county towns and the most lively and spacious places in the area, and as many people as possible came to watch the execution.

They believe that only blood and death will make the people afraid, scare the courage of these untouchables, and make them settle down.

For this reason, whenever the rebels are executed, local officials force the people to watch, so-called killing chickens to warn monkeys to serve as a warning to others.

At this time, the entire Qingshan County, whether it was the residents in the city or the people who were going to the market, were rushed to the cross street of the county by these detectives.

At the intersection of Cross Street, there is a huge square where all the prisoners to be executed today were tied up here.

The execution ground was filled with wooden punishment frames. The bodies of the criminals who had been hung before were already stinking and rotting on the wooden frames. Because they had been hanging for too long, the neck bones were pulled into a very strange shape, like a goose or duck.

Two large pots were set up on both sides of the square. Under the burning of a raging fire, the oil in the pot had already boiled and radiated green smoke.

In the entire square, the smell of corpse and the fragrance of oil mixed together to form a rotten smell that makes people feel nauseous.

Under the wooden torture shelf in the square, hundreds of ragged prisoners were kneeling.

Behind a desk not far from the West Corner, the county magistrate of Qingshan County, with a solemn face and a green robe.

The sound of footsteps kept ringing, and groups of people slowly gathered around the square like lambs driven by the yamen runners.

A yamen runner bent down and trotted to the West Corner Case, knelt down and kowtowed, "Master, all the people who have watched the punishment have arrived!"

When the county magistrate heard this, he held the official hat and looked up at the crowd of Miyaya not far away, nodded and said, "Very good, Wang Hu, you are getting more and more organized in your work."

After receiving a compliment from the great master, the yamen runner Wang Hu kowtowed and said ecstaticly: "It's all the cultivation of the great master!"

The county magistrate's fair face twitched slightly, and he drew a fire tag from the drawer and threw it to Wang Hu, "As long as he said before, execute the execution!"

Wang Hu took the sign of fire and stood before the criminals. He pointed to the hundreds of prisoners around him and shouted to the people in front of him: "These people are the thieves who burned the county government and stole official grain some time ago. These rebels were cruel. The 18 constables in Qingshan County were killed more than half by them..."

Just as he was speaking, among the hundreds of prisoners, one of the tall middle-aged man who was wrapped in dark iron chains through the pipa bones. Even the iron chains were covered with dark red blood, slowly raised his head, and then a mouthful of thick phlegm suddenly spit out, hitting Wang Huhou's back of the Fengchi point.

"Bang!"

Wang Hu, who was talking about the bad deeds of these prisoners, stopped his voice abruptly and his head suddenly exploded!

The blood-carried brain mass sprayed around quickly, causing the people around to scream in unison.

The county magistrate who was sitting behind the case suddenly stood up, his face changed color, and said in surprise: "What's going on? Hasn't his kung fu been ruined?"

Several minor officials around him all looked nervous, "Master... Sir, this murderer is so fierce, should we avoid it for the time being?"

The county magistrate glared at them and shouted, "What are you hiding? He is a thief, I am an official, how can I avoid it?"

Several minor officials thought to themselves: "Don't you hide? When this black evil god came here a few days ago, if you weren't hiding in the water tank, how could you live until now?"

But I can only think about this kind of thing in my heart. If I really want to say it, it would be a death.

After a few words of scolding, the county magistrate slowly withdrew his slightly trembling hands into his sleeve without any trace, "What are you afraid of? Today, the third prince is killed. No matter how powerful this black evil god is, can he still hurt me?"

Several minor officials bent down and said, "Yes, yes, this is a little confused!"

The man with iron chains wrapped around his body slowly stood up from the ground, and his arms handcuffed by iron shackles were slowly raised. His shoulders were already passed by iron chains. At this time, his arms were raised, and the chain was connected to the iron shackles. Under his stretching, a blood-stained iron chain slowly pulled from behind to front.

"Crash! Crash! Crash!"

The sound of bones and large tendons breaking is clearly heard, and blood arrow fountains spewed out from the man's body, and the situation is extremely tragic.

Several executioners and yamen runners next to him were frightened to retreat. Several yamen runners pulled out their knives, pointed them at the big man, and scolded them, "Jiang Yongsheng, what are you going to do? Do you want to cause trouble when you are dying?"

The people who watched the punishment were in a commotion, and when they saw such a terrifying scene, they all retreated.

Amid the noise of the people, the Han River in the square committed suicide and suddenly let out a shrill long howl, "There is an ambush!"

At this time, he had already tore the pipa bones on his shoulders, but it seemed that after he pulled the pipa bones, it triggered another force in his body that was sealed.

In an instant, his stomach was bulging high, and the energy in his abdomen rolled like thunder, making a loud bang, and a stream of blood arrows spurted out from his mouth, mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"please……"

Blood kept spurting out from his throat, and his whole body was like a ventilated pig urine bubble, which quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the blood squirted, he shouted word by word, "Give me aside!"

His body suddenly jumped up and ran towards the county magistrate not far away, "There is an ambush! Escape!"

Seeing him hitting like a meteor, the county magistrate and several minor officials were shocked, their minds were blank, and even the thought of avoiding them had arisen.

Several yamen runners drew their swords to intercept them, but they were kicked away by him.

When he was about to hit the county magistrate, a man in white suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Qingsheng. Then a white light flashed. Jiang Qingsheng's huge body suddenly stopped in the air, but his head flew out from his neck and rolled around to the crowd watching the punishment.

The crowd was in an uproar.

When Jiang Qingsheng's neck was spraying the county magistrate's face, the blood from his head flew out and poured on a young man as he rolled in the air. The hot blood dripped his head and face.

The boy lowered his head down to the ground with his passionate blood, and saw Jiang Yongsheng's eyes on his head under his feet.

These eyes are full of hope and comfort.
Chapter completed!
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