Suddenly a madman sharpens his knife at night

Chapter 51 Going to the Execution Ground

A person walked out of the dungeon, and the escorting policemen outside felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Eight hundred miles outside the city, in Hongfeng Mountain, one of the three chief thieves, the "Living King of Hell" Yang Lei! Now the Living King of Hell is going to meet the real King of Hell!"

"This man is extremely cruel. It is said that this man has become obsessed with martial arts and has gone crazy. He kills people without leaving any corpses. It is said that he likes to drink wine with the human heart and liver, which is said to be the best delicacy in the world!"

"So crazy?"

"Isn't that right? Moreover, this person has practiced external martial arts so well that he can't be hurt by any ordinary sword. If this person hadn't become more and more crazy and addicted to alcohol, he would go down the mountain alone, take out the hearts of people and use them to drink. He happened to bump into I’ve caught a certain adult out on business, and I can’t catch him easily!”

At this time, the shackled death row prisoner suddenly raised his head, his eyes red under his messy hair.

Suddenly burst out laughing.

The expressions of all the jailers and policemen changed, and they backed away in horror.

"Yang Lei!"

A messenger stepped forward and shouted angrily: "At this point, do you still want to be so presumptuous?!"

"Pooh!"

What he responded to was a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

"A bastard like a pig or a dog is worthy of shouting in front of me?"

Yang Lei glanced sideways at the crowd, ignored the policeman's embarrassment, and went straight into the prison car himself.

"So fierce!" This junior is young and lives in the city every day. Where has he seen such a fierce villain?
  "That's right, the most vicious, the most ruthless, the deepest locked up, and the last to come out, this Yang Lei is the boss today!"

The old jailer gave pointers and inspired words, and his face turned rosy with excitement.

"That's not right, Master Sun. The door hasn't been closed yet. There should be some condemned criminals who haven't come out yet!"

"Impossible, who can be more ferocious than Yang Lei?"

The old jailer, who was already an old man, squinted his eyes and admired the expressions of these condemned prisoners.

Hearing this junior's words, his eyes widened, not believing that his judgment was wrong, and looked towards the dungeon door.

Looking at it, it turned out that the door was not closed at this time.

"Wow, wow~"

The sound of iron chains sounded from inside the dungeon, and then for some unknown reason, the old jailer's heart palpitated violently, and his originally rosy face instantly turned pale.

"The evil spirit. Such a heavy evil spirit!"

He has been working in the prison for most of his life, and after being exposed to it for a long time, he can already feel the presence of evil spirits.

This evil spirit is not generated by killing many people, but only by those who really survive from the pile of dead people.

"Could he be a deserter?" the old jailer guessed.

The battlefield is the place with the heaviest evil spirits. People who survive the battlefield will be contaminated with evil spirits to some extent!
  Hearing the sound of the iron chains inside, the guards and policemen outside felt that the cold air was getting worse, and their bodies felt a little chilly.

Finally, a dark figure appeared at the entrance of the dungeon.

Before the person has completely walked out, everyone outside can smell a strong stench of blood!

This man's body is no weaker than Yang Lei's before. His hair is disheveled and his whole body is covered with dried black and purple blood. His long black hair is condensed by the blood and stuck together, scattered around his forehead and behind his head, covering his face. eyes.

The bloody scabs on his body covered all the clothes he was wearing, making him look like he was covered in blood.

A heavy yoke bigger than Yang Lei pressed down on this man, but his body had no impact at all and remained straight, as if the heavy yoke that could break an ordinary person's neck did not exist.

And with the rhythm of this person's steps when he walked out, everyone outside felt that what came out of the dungeon was a giant tiger from the mountains.

Some police officers who had never seen blood on their hands, under this pressure, "choked!"

I couldn't help but pull out the knife.

Yang Lei, who had already boarded the prison car, felt the evil aura behind him and couldn't help but look back. His blood-red eyes also showed surprise.

"This evil spirit!"

He himself was a deserter from the battlefield in the north, and his understanding of evil spirits was far clearer than that of the old jailer. Evil spirits are divided into two types: contamination and condensation.

People like him who come off the battlefield are just contaminated with evil spirits. Apart from being powerful, they are of no use to them. On the contrary, they will also affect themselves. The evil spirits enter the brain and make people slowly become crazy.

And he was caught because the evil energy in his body exploded and he went crazy.

The second type is that the evil spirit contained in the body has accumulated to a huge extent, and it is condensed out by various means!

From then on, the evil spirit can really become part of one's own strength.

"Could this man be a certain captain in the army?"

Just when everyone held their breath and focused their attention on the door of the dungeon, the man finally walked out completely.

I saw that behind this man, he was dragging an iron block as high as half a man.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. Although the tiger was scary, it would be fine if it was locked up.

And the original horror turned into surprise.

The leading police officer glared at the young man who drew the knife. The man looked embarrassed and lowered his head to put the knife back into its sheath.

"Hahaha, what a hero. It's a pity that he met me, Yang Lei, on the deathbed. What a pity!"

Yang Lei saw clearly that he was not his old acquaintance in the army, and laughed loudly on the prison car.

"Shut up!" someone nearby yelled.

Lu Hu's eyes under his black hair glanced at Yang Lei indifferently, and without saying a word, he slowly got into the prison car.

There are heavy shackles on top and iron blocks behind, and there is nothing I can do about it.

After Lu Hu came out, all the prisoners on death row got on the bus.

Immediately, under the escort of the police officers, the prison car swayed towards the execution place in the drizzle.

"The prison van is here."

Outside the execution ground, in a secret attic, a group of big men covered their faces and nervously looked out through the cracks in the window.

"Have you seen Yang Lei?"

"I see!"

"It will take a while to rob the law field! You must be fast. After saving people, rush out of the city. Do you understand?"

"Brother isn't coming?"

"Brother is waiting at the gate of the city. You know, it's not difficult to rob the law field, but getting out of the city is the most difficult!"

"I said, even if Yang Lei and we are both deserters in the army, we are not familiar with each other, why bother to save him with my own head?"

"What do you know? We fall into disgrace and become bandits. We just can't make a difference. Big brother has long wanted to take this person under his command and annex their shares. Only in this way can it become a big deal. It just so happened that Yang Lei was caught. The opportunity came by stepping on the spot when my eldest brother came down from the mountain before."

"Haha, it should have been like this a long time ago. I have been nesting on the mountain all day long. The birds are moldy and the knife is rusty. This time I kill him and my head is rolling. It's so satisfying!"

Anyang Fucheng Execution Ground is located in the densely populated downtown area of ​​Nancheng District, not far from the vegetable market.

It occupies a small area and is even somewhat narrow.

It is only a dozen meters wide and less than a hundred meters long. There are wooden railings on both sides and a sentry tower. There are soldiers holding crossbows looking around.

There was a high fence around the central platform, and many policemen were on guard with swords.

On the east side, a pergola was built, and the officials who were executing the execution sat in it, bored.

In the north corner, in a simple gray shed, several executioners wearing red turbans were sharpening their knives in the rain.

Watching beheadings is a popular form of entertainment for the people in the city. As long as the knife does not hit one's head, it is a large-scale performance.

In addition, the government also intends to let the people watch it and let people know what the king's law is!

Therefore, even though it was still raining in the city, the execution ground was already crowded with people watching the excitement, and there were also vendors selling various snacks shouting loudly.
  The stage has been set up and the audience is already in place. Now we are waiting for the real host to take the stage!

(End of this chapter)