Chapter 649: Dead to the end!

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Wan Dong hurriedly looked in the direction of the cry, and saw a ragged, white-haired old woman in the crowd, who was already crying into tears. Ricky's body was trembling constantly, thanks to the support of two villagers, so he didn't fall down.
"Old man!" Wan Dong exclaimed and hurried forward, holding her hand.
The old woman's hand was rough and cold, and she held it in her hand like holding a piece of dry bark covered with ice and snow for a long time, which made Wan Dong's heart sore. He hurriedly breathed a little air into his body and circulated a little, and the old lady's hand warmed up again, and her spirit improved.
"Master, the old lady ... the old lady kowtowed you!" As soon as the old lady felt that she was full of energy, she bent down and knelt to Wandong.
Wan Dong refused to help her in a hurry, and even said, "Old lady, you are so old. If you kneel me, wouldn't it make me die?"
"No ... I don't live my life, my lord is a rare good person. I have to live for a long time." The old lady said, panicking and hurriedly waved her hand. The moved eyes were slightly moist.
"Old man, I heard from you just now that your son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren were all hurt on Wednesday?"
"Yes ..." It's hard to imagine how the elderly lived from this grief to today. Wan Dong asked, the old man's face and eyes immediately showed an indescribable grief and sorrow.
"Then your old man must be surnamed Cai? Your son's name is Yang Wei, and his daughter-in-law's name is Xinyu, right?" Wan Dong then asked again.
The old lady's eyes lighted up, and she looked at Wan Dong in disbelief. "How did you know ..."
Wan Dong felt bitter in his heart and couldn't control the tears in his eyes. Last night, after seeing the old lady's complaint against Wednesday's blood and tears, Wan Dong hated and broke several tables and chairs.
This old lady, when she was young, her husband died of illness. She was alone, braving the frost, wearing stars and wearing moons, and pulling her son into an adult after all the hardships. Finally, he married his son and daughter-in-law, and had grandchildren and granddaughter, and finally lived a good life, but unexpectedly, the disaster came from the sky. Just because the oldest grandson's youngest grandson, because of carelessness, urine on Wednesday's shoes, was killed on the palm of Wednesday. The grandmother's son and daughter-in-law were heartbroken and went to Wednesday's theory. As a result, together with the grandmother's other grandson and two granddaughters, they were all killed on Wednesday. Overnight, seven fresh lives were attributed to dust. The old lady fell ill at that time and struggled for a year on the life and death line before she survived under the care of her kind neighbor.
But to survive, for the old woman, it is a hundred times more uncomfortable than death! Son, daughter-in-law, four grandchildren, which is not the flesh of the old woman's heart? In a day, it will be gone. How can such a blow allow living people to bear it?
Wan Dong believes that the only motivation for the old woman to survive is to count on one day to confess guilt on Wednesday!
"Old lady, you have brought the complaint to the main palace of the city, I saw it! You can rest assured that today, I will give you and your dead son's family of seven to get this justice!"
"Adult! With your words, my wife ... the wife died without complaint!"
With that said, the old woman wept with tears of joy. As if all the grievances that have been suppressed in my heart over the years have all been vented, the old woman's cry cannot be taken away. Soon, the old woman's cries spread, and more and more people were infected. It didn't take long for the entire execution ground to be a cry!
Even Chu Yunyan couldn't help but weep softly.
Wan Dong clapped the old woman's hand, turned around suddenly, and went to the execution ground, shouting, "Come on, bring someone to commit a crime on Wednesday!"
As soon as Wan Dong's voice fell, several officers and soldiers immediately pushed the prison car with Wednesdays on and came slowly.
One arm and two legs were broken by Wan Dong. The spirit on Wednesday was obviously weakened a lot, but the arrogance on his face never decreased. Even if he can only sit in the prison car at this time, his head is still high.
"Xu Yaoting, I advise you to release Lao Tzu immediately, otherwise, when Lao Tzu comes out of the prison car, he will surely kill you!"
"You brutal beast! Killed you!" The arrogant roar on Wednesday immediately caused public anger, and no one in the crowd knew who uttered a roar, a rotten egg, and hit the face on Wednesday On the go, I immediately let Wednesday's face bloom.
"Which is a good dog gall! I will not destroy your whole family, I will never do tricks! Ah!"
Wednesday's screams hadn't fallen to the ground. Pieces of rotten eggs, tomatoes, rotten leaves, and even stones, threw them on Wednesday like a storm.
The loss was Wednesday in the prison car, and the fence of the prison car was relatively dense. Most of the debris was smashed on the prison car. Only a small part passed through the fence and could hit Wednesday. Otherwise, in this minute's time, the soldier's camp will be taken away.
But even if it was blocked by a prison car, it suffered from suffering on Wednesday. It was needless to say that his body was dirty. His face and head, wherever the meat came out, were smashed bruises.
"You people, Sanye, I'm going to kill you all, kill all!" On Wednesday, with the remaining good hand, I tried my best to cover my face and shouted hysterically.
When he was taken to the center of the execution ground on Wednesday, Xiao Minger lost at least half of his life. It was obviously not as violent as the beginning. He was lying there, like a pile of rotten meat. The three lords who are incapable of life, there are today, which makes the people of the city of Thunder City greatly relieved their hearts.
"Where is your hand!" Wan Dong settled down after the case and gave a loud cry.
A hand-handed man in a red dress, immediately carrying a broad knife, stood on the execution platform and said in a loud voice, "Here!"
The gentleman's response to this echo made Wednesday tremble, and looked up to Wandong, the naughty one said, "You ... do you dare to kill me?"
Wan Dong snorted, and then said, "Identify the right body!"
As soon as the words fell, a few officers and soldiers rushed to the execution table, pinching the jaws of Wednesday extremely rudely, and raised his head too hard. Not only was the arm and leg broken on Wednesday, but the collarbone was also broken on one side. How could a few officers and soldiers be so rude, how could it not involve the broken bone on Wednesday? Sorrowed the painful sound of Wednesday.
But the roar on Wednesday was miserable, and no one would sympathize. Instead, he let those few officers and men find a way to vent their anger, and at a glance they were able to verify their integrity, but several officers and soldiers went back in the past, and all those who had tossed on Wednesday were about to pass out.
"Adult! This is no doubt on Wednesday!"
Wan Dong nodded and said on Wednesday, "Wednesday, did you see it? These are the crimes you committed! Can you confess your guilt?" Wan Dong shook the charge in his hand, his expression was extremely severe.
There is Lord Hidden Blade, who did n’t believe that Wan Dong dared to kill him on Wednesday, and he hoped that Lord Hidden Blade would rescue him from removal, and then Wan Dong apologized to him. On Wednesday, he even imagined the scene when Wan Dong apologized to him and stepped on his feet.
But what happened now seemed to be farther and farther away from his expectations. All eyes are on the execution ground, the dazzling beheading steel knife, and Wan Dong's murderous eyes, this is not like acting.
"Wh ... what is the crime of shit? I ... I don't know! The surname is Xu, I want to see His Holiness! You set up a torture court to kill me, does His old man know about it?"
Wan Dong sneered and said, "You are violating the law of the country, and I'm in the capacity of a city master. What's the matter with Venerable Hidden Blade? I don't need to let him know!"
"You ... you are so brave!" Wan Dong's words screamed on Wednesday.
"I think your courage is really big! I'm dead when I die, I don't regret it, I think you can't be saved by medicine! You hand, cut!"
Wan Dong roared, and the uncle's hand was unambiguous, and he pressed down Wednesday's head, exposing his neck.
"Hey ... Sanye, my knife is not sharp enough. I may not be able to make a cut in a while. It may be necessary to get a few more. You must blame me when you are old!" Shi said in a sullen tone that he almost scared away Wednesday's soul.
The head will be on the ground in the next second. On Wednesday, I was really panicked and begged for mercy.
Do n’t kill me, do n’t kill me! I ’m wrong, ca n’t I know if I ’m wrong? Xu Yaoting, oh no, Xu Master, Uncle Xu, forgive me, forgive me, I do n’t want to die, oooo ... "
At the end, Wednesday burst into tears, and it was worse than a child. Wan Dong saw it in his eyes, shaking his head again and again. It ’s a villain on Wednesday! I really don't understand, how could the Hidden Swordsman reuse such a person, it is simply blind!
No one even paid attention to Wednesday's wailing and begging for mercy. The nun's hand was even more hesitant. He shouted loudly, held the knife in both hands, and slashed it down on Wednesday's neck.
The people at the scene immediately held their breath, and no one was talking. The scene of tens of thousands of people was still able to hear the needle drop quietly. Only the knife of the servant's hand fell down, and there was a slight wind.
However, just as everyone sighed and waited for the three heads of Zhou to fall to the ground, they screamed and suddenly sounded out of nowhere, followed by a gust of wind, screaming, and slamming, they brought their hands to the knife. It was rolled a few feet away.
Wan Dong shook his head lightly, and His Holiness the Sword Sword really came.
"Master, the old man, you can kill it if you don't want to kill it!" Venerable Hidden Blade's voice thundered and thundered, just like the sound of thunder when the storm came, straight The people in the quake's execution ground were trembling and couldn't even stand.
Along with the roar of the Hidden Sword, there is a terrible coercion of invisible but overwhelming. That kind of feeling really seems like the gods are angry, and even the sky has changed a little bit ...-- by: dad856
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