Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 72 Chopping melons and vegetables, gaining notoriety!
  "Who is the executioner today? It was so neat and tidy, just like chopping melons and vegetables. It's really frightening."

"Yes, you can see the smile on his lips. He is clearly enjoying himself. This, this is too cold-blooded!"

"Haha, if you ask me, that's what it should be. These bandits have done a lot of evil and they should be killed. Well done!"

"Isn't this the butcher Wei from Zhu Ji's Butcher Shop? He doesn't kill pigs, but instead comes here to behead them?"

There was a lot of discussion on the streets of Caishikou!
  Wei Hong's cold-blooded murder made many people feel numb.

At the same time, he unknowingly gained a reputation, letting more people know that there was a ruthless executioner on this street, and his notoriety began to quietly spread far and wide.

"Good boy, you have a hard heart!" The middle-aged official in charge of supervising the execution said with admiration: "Who is this?"

"Reporting to your lord, this is the apprentice of executioner Deng Wu." The clerk on the side quickly replied: "It is said that he has just been registered. His surname is Wei Minghong. He is only seventeen years old this year. He usually makes a living by killing pigs in a butcher shop."

"A pig butcher doubles as an executioner? What a strange person!" The middle-aged official looked strange: "Usually, after killing a few people, the executioner will panic and his hands will shake. He is afraid that the resentful spirits will find him, and he will have to wait for a few days before continuing to behead. , but this kid actually gets more and more enthusiastic about killing, which is really interesting."

"No." The junior official also exclaimed in amazement: "Anyone who sees the rolling heads staring at him will be so frightened that he becomes seriously ill. Even if he is an experienced executioner like Deng Wu who chops off a few more heads, he will have to drink hard when he goes back. Only then could I sleep, this kid is really evil!"

Anyway, they are all criminal thieves, and there is absolutely no psychological pressure in killing them.

There are countless souls who died on his hands.

The file records that this person's name is Liu Qing, and he is thirty-six this year!
  He is also famous among the bandits in An County.

"the last one!"

"Boy, you can be considered cruel even if you kill 15 of my brothers!" Liu Qing did not resist, but just lay on the guillotine and looked sideways at Wei Hong. His eyes were so cold that it made people unbearable. Live with shudders.

"puff!"

This kind of vicious person can almost stop a child from crying at night.

But Wei Hong just silently took a sip of the strong wine, sprayed it on the blade as before, and prepared to take action without saying a word.

"Shh!"

Wei Hong dragged the bloody ghost-headed sword towards a middle-aged man with gray hair, strong muscles, and eyes as cold as knives.

Always remembering the rule not to talk to the prisoner, he raised his knife and slashed with all his strength.

"Haha, if we had met two years earlier, I could have rewarded you with wealth, but it's a pity..."

"Come on, give me a good time!"

Liu Qing chuckled for a while and then began to shake his head and sang an unknown ditty.

"Be careful when walking at night in the future. I have many brothers who have not been caught. If I can't kill the dog officer, why can't I kill you?"

In full view of everyone!

One kill per head can exchange for hundreds of vitality points. He simply treats these unlucky people as wild monsters and kills them naturally with great joy.

Liu Qing's head flew high and blood sprayed all over the ground.

Wei Hong didn't bother to pay attention to his crazy words.

He has reached the middle stage of blood refining and is not only powerful but also ruthless and resourceful.

Wei Hong didn't bother to care what other people thought of him.

He died with a smile on his lips, as if he was singing a song even after he died.

【Ding! Vitality +794]

"The Blood Refining Realm is indeed the Blood Refining Realm. Even after being tortured in prison for so long, there is still a terrifying force rebounding under the skin when it is cut down."

"If an ordinary person comes to kill him, he will definitely be plotted."

"Fortunately, I have a solid foundation, otherwise I would have suffered a big loss today!"

Wei Hong exhaled secretly.

Then he handed the ghost-headed sword back to Deng Haisheng and lowered his voice and said, "Thank you for your honor, Master Deng. I really enjoyed the killing today." "You boy..." Deng Haisheng stopped talking.

"Don't worry, Master Deng!" Wei Hong said quickly when he saw this: "The reward for these heads belongs to you. I will buy a table at Zuifeng Tower later, and I hope you will reward me."

"Good, good!"

Deng Haisheng nodded repeatedly, his face overflowing with joy.

Since Wei Hong knows how to be a good person, why does he need to say more?

"Reply to your Majesty!" Deng Haisheng held up the ghost-headed sword and shouted to the supervisor: "Today, all 17 thieves have been identified and beheaded in public. Please give me your permission!"

"Ok!"

The middle-aged official nodded with satisfaction, then stood up and left.

When his sedan carriage left, dozens of men and women immediately rushed out of the crowd below. They rushed towards the execution ground like hungry wolves. Even Wei Hong was startled by this turn of events, and subconsciously wanted to touch the black iron plum blossom needle.

"Don't panic!" Deng Haisheng reminded with a chuckle: "The head has been chopped off. No one will rob the execution ground at this time. They just want to get some human blood."

"Human blood steamed buns?"

Only then did Wei Hong suddenly realize.

I watched in amazement as these people stuffed money into bribing the government officials.

Then he used the steamed bun to dip the plasma on the ground with a pious face, preparing to take it back to treat his child.

This kind of stupidity has become the norm in Dazhou!
  Naturally, Wei Hong couldn't say anything more than sighing.

"Let's go back to the Yamen of the Ministry of Punishment!" Deng Haisheng said: "The one we killed today was a gangster. The body will only be thrown into a mass grave to be fed to the dogs later. No family members will pay for redemption. Otherwise, we can still Make a little money.”

After saying that, the two of them walked towards the Yamen one after another.

Deng Haisheng walked by carrying a knife, and passers-by retreated in all directions.

It was as if he had seen some kind of plague god, for fear of being infected with bad luck.

Many people who had seen Wei Hong kill people avoided him as if they had seen a ghost. The scene was quite comical.

"Did you see it?" Deng Haisheng said mockingly to himself: "The people who work in our industry are stinky shit. Who would be willing to do it if they couldn't survive? You are crazy and want to do this kind of dirty work even if you spend money!"

"Hahaha!" Wei Hong laughed dumbly.

"Let's go back to the Yamen first!" Deng Haisheng flicked the ghost head sword and said with emotion: "We can't lose this thing, otherwise our heads will be in danger."

While talking, the two went straight to the Penal Department Yamen.

This is Wei Hong's first time here. The Xingbu Yamen is located at the junction of Anlefang and Ping'anfang, occupying half of the street.

There are four stone statues of gluttonous ferocious beasts at the door, and there are also fast-moving swordsmen guarding the door.

At first glance, he looks so domineering and intimidating!
  Deng Haisheng took him into a side hall of the Yamen with ease.

He first found a scribe to hand over the ghost-headed sword, and then found two detectives to slap himself, completing the steps to eliminate evil spirits. Then he received the reward for today's beheading, and said happily: "Let's go, Go drink!"

"Okay! Zui Feng Tower, you won't come back until you get drunk!"

Wei Hong happily agreed.

I killed 16 heads today and earned six to seven thousand life points.

This is more than I earned from killing pigs in a month before.

When he was in a good mood, he would not hesitate to celebrate.

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