Chapter 72: Chopping melons and vegetables, notorious!
"Who is the executioner today? He is so quick and decisive, beheading people like chopping melons and vegetables, which is really frightening."
"Yes, you see he is smiling, he is clearly enjoying it, this, this is too cold-blooded!"
"Haha, I think it should be like this, these bandits who have committed many evils should be killed, well done!"
"Isn't this Wei the butcher from Zhuji Meat Shop? He doesn't kill pigs, but comes here to behead people?"
There was a lot of discussion on the streets of Caishikou!
Wei Hong's cold-blooded killing made many people's scalps numb.
At the same time, he also unknowingly gained a lot of reputation, letting more people know that there is a ruthless executioner on this street, and his notoriety began to spread quietly.
"Good boy, you are really tough!" The middle-aged official in charge of the execution said with admiration: "Who is this?"
"Reporting to the lord, this is the apprentice of Deng Wu." The clerk beside him quickly replied: "It is said that he has just been registered. His surname is Wei and his name is Hong. He is only seventeen years old this year. He usually makes a living by slaughtering pigs in the butcher shop."
"A butcher who also serves as an executioner? He is a strange man!" The middle-aged official looked strange: "Ordinary executioners will be nervous and trembling after killing a few people, for fear that the resentful spirits will find them, and they have to wait for a few days before they can continue to behead. But this boy is getting more and more excited. It's really interesting."
"That's right." The clerk also said in amazement: "Anyone who sees the rolling heads staring at him with his eyes wide open will be scared to death. Even an old hand like Deng Wu will have to drink a lot of alcohol to sleep after cutting off a few heads. This boy is really weird!"
In the public eye!
Wei Hong didn't care what other people thought of him.
Anyway, they were all big bandits, so there was no psychological pressure to kill them.
One knife could exchange hundreds of vitality points for a head, so he simply treated these unlucky guys as wild monsters, so he was naturally very happy to kill them.
"The last one!"
Wei Hong dragged the bloody ghost-headed broadsword and walked towards a middle-aged man with gray hair, strong muscles, and cold eyes.
The file records that this man is called Liu Qing, and he is thirty-six years old this year!
He is also a well-known existence among the mountain bandits in An County.
He has already reached the middle stage of blood refining. He is not only powerful but also ruthless and intelligent.
There are countless souls who have died at his hands.
This kind of murderer can almost stop children from crying at night.
But Wei Hong just silently took a sip of the strong wine, sprayed it on the blade as usual, and prepared to take action without saying a word.
"Boy, you killed 15 of my brothers, you are also a ruthless man!" Liu Qing did not resist, but just lay on the guillotine and looked at Wei Hong obediently. His eyes were chilling and made people shudder.
"Haha, if I had met you two years earlier, I could have rewarded you with wealth, but it's a pity..."
"Be careful when walking on the night road in the future. I have many brothers who have not been caught. If I can't kill the dog official, can I kill you?"
"Come on, give me a quick death!"
Liu Qing chuckled and began to shake his head and sing an unknown little song.
Wei Hong was too lazy to pay attention to his crazy words.
Always remembering the rule of not talking to prisoners, he raised the knife and chopped it down with all his strength.
"Shua!"
"Puff!"
Liu Qing's head flew high, and blood sprayed all over the ground.
He died with a smile on his lips, as if he was singing a song even when he died.
[Ding! Vitality +794]
"The Blood Refining Realm is worthy of being the Blood Refining Realm. Even though he has been tortured in prison for so long, there is still a terrifying force rebounding under the membrane when he cuts down."
"If an ordinary person came to cut him, he would definitely be ambushed."
"Fortunately, my foundation is solid, otherwise I would have suffered a great loss today!"
Wei Hong secretly exhaled a foul breath.
He then returned the ghost-headed sword to Deng Haisheng, lowered his voice and said: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. Thank you Master Deng for your help. Today, I really killed people happily."
"You kid..." Deng Haisheng hesitated.
"Master Deng, don't worry!" Seeing this, Wei Hong hurriedly said: "The reward money for these heads belongs to you. I will prepare a table of food at Zuifenglou later. I hope you will do me a favor."
"Okay, okay!"
Deng Haisheng nodded repeatedly, his face full of joy.
Since Wei Hong knows how to behave, why should he say more?
"Reporting to the Lord!" Deng Haisheng raised the ghost-headed broadsword and shouted to the supervising officer: "Today, all 17 bandits have been identified and beheaded for public display. Please give your instructions!"
"Yes!"
The middle-aged official nodded with satisfaction, and then stood up and left.
When his sedan chair left, dozens of men and women rushed out of the crowd below. They rushed to the execution ground like hungry wolves. Even Wei Hong was frightened by this change and subconsciously wanted to touch the black iron plum blossom needle.
"Don't panic!" Deng Haisheng smiled and reminded: "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 bun?"
Wei Hong suddenly realized it.
He looked at these people in amazement and bribed the yamen runners with money.
Then he used the steamed bun to dip the blood plasma on the ground with a pious face, ready to take it back to treat his children.
This kind of foolish thing is already the norm in the Great Zhou!
Wei Hong naturally couldn't say much except sighing.
"Let's go back to the Ministry of Justice!" Deng Haisheng said, "We killed a notorious bandit today. His body will be thrown into a mass grave and fed to dogs. No family will come to redeem him. Otherwise, we can make a small fortune."
After saying that, the two walked towards the yamen one after the other.
Deng Haisheng walked along with the knife, and passers-by retreated in all directions.
It was as if they had seen some plague god, fearing that they would be contaminated by bad luck.
Many people who had seen Wei Hong kill people avoided him as if they had seen a ghost, and the scene was quite funny.
"Did you see it?" Deng Haisheng mocked himself, "Doing our business is stinking dog shit. Who would be willing to do it if they couldn't survive? It must be you who is crazy and wants to do this kind of dirty work even if you spend money!"
"Hahaha!" Wei Hong laughed dumbly.
"Let's go, go back to the yamen first!" Deng Haisheng flicked the ghost-headed broadsword and sighed, "This thing can't be lost, otherwise both of our heads will be in danger."
As they spoke, the two went straight to the Ministry of Justice.
It was the first time for Wei Hong to come here. The Ministry of Justice was located at the junction of Anlefang and Ping'anfang, occupying an area of more than half of the street.
There are four stone statues of gluttonous beasts at the door, and there are also police officers guarding the door.
At first glance, they are so awe-inspiring!
Deng Haisheng took him into a side hall of the yamen with ease.
He first found a clerk to hand over the ghost-headed sword, and then found two police officers to beat themselves, completing the steps of exorcising evil spirits. Then he received the reward for beheading today and said happily: "Let's go and have a drink!"
"Okay! Zuifenglou, don't go home until you are drunk!"
Wei Hong agreed happily.
Today, 16 heads were beheaded and six or seven thousand lives were earned.
Directly more than what he earned from killing pigs in the past month.
In a good mood, he naturally would not be stingy to celebrate.
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