Chapter 109: Hello, forensic doctor Jiao 39

Once the butcher died, Shen He would no longer suffer the pain of capital punishment.
Xi Yan waved his blood on the man who was blocking her with blood, and walked in the direction of Shen He.
"White radish ..." Shen He raised his eyelids weakly and looked at Xi Yan who came to him.
Xi Yan was wearing a sunflower suspender skirt, which had been stained with blood.
Dew on the skin, mixed with herself and others' blood.
"Shen He, hold on, I'll help you bandage them when I kill them all." Xi Yan said, leaning his head slightly in front of Shen He.
Xi Gang must kill all these men, otherwise they will not let go of her and Shen He.
"Kill her!" Wen Shan gritted her teeth and screamed with her blind eye.
The men rushed to the bench with arms in their hands.
Xi Man's eyes rose in his eyes, and his hand holding the hatchet was tightened.
With a knife in his hand, he fell decisively.
Suddenly, there was a Shura on the stage.
Xi Yan stood there, like a sharp knife. As long as someone came forward, he would not hesitate to reap the life of that person.
She doesn't move because she is behind her.
She will not expose Shen He to the attack of these people.
Five minutes later, blood flowed into the river.
The bodies of dozens of men were piled at Xi's feet.
Xi's right hand was like being stuck on a hatchet handle, and the index finger and had exposed the bones.
She raised her blood-stained eyes, and looked at Wen Shan, who was about to climb to the edge of the stage, "Is there anything else to do?"
The audience in the audience had long been scattered, leaving no one.
The hall was a little weird at this moment.
Pop, pop, pop.
Suddenly there were several applause.
Xi Yan looked at the sound source.
I saw the man who rescued Wen Shan from the prison, and came over with a grim smile on his face.
"He Ho, you're great." The man walked down to the stage and praised Xi.
Xi Yan looked at him coldly.
"Master, master, please save me, master!" Wen Shan saw the man coming, crawled down the stage and came to the man.
"Oh, why are your eyes blind?" The man asked distressedly after seeing Wen Shan's misery.
"It's all because of her!" Wen Shan angrily pointed at Xi Yan, "Master, you must take revenge for me!"
"Oh, it's because of her." The man suddenly realized that he pulled Wen Shan's hair and waved the clown mask on her face.
The mask fell and touched the iron piece in Wen Shan's eyes, which made her cry out in pain.
"He Ho, let's play a game," said the man, dragging Wen Shan's hair to Xi Yan.
"How do you play games without an audience?" Xi Yan narrowed his eyes.
She deliberately asked the man to tell the whereabouts of the audience.
This man is weird, the metamorphosis is certain, and it looks like the messenger behind everything.
If so, wouldn't he let the audience leave safely?
Of those scum, Xi Yan didn't want to stay.
"They are all there. I locked the exit. No one can leave without my permission."
Sure enough, the man said the answer Xi Xi wanted.
The corner of Xi's mouth gradually evoked an arc.
"How about, do you want to play?" The man continued to ask, "I killed her and saved Shen He, provided that you go with me to the next game. Otherwise, I will kill you and Shen He. "
Xi Yan loosened the hatchet in his hand and walked towards the man step by step.