"Beast."
Just when the sloppy man was about to strangle the young woman to death, Mo Qingyu's angry voice came out.
Immediately afterwards.
"Bang."
The sloppy man flew straight out and hit the wall.
"Jun Mo, why don't you let me kill him? Ten thousand deaths are not enough for this beast. The tiger's poison doesn't even eat its seeds. This bastard is worse than a beast."
I don’t know when.
Mo Qingyu and Ye Junmo were already standing at the door of this family.
At this time, Mo Qingyu was facing the expressionless Ye Junmo, who was questioning loudly behind his hands.
She was about to kill the sloppy man just now, but was stopped by Ye Junmo. Mo Qingyu was furious at this time.
She didn't understand why Lord Ye didn't kill such a bastard who ate his own children.
For the first time, Mo Qingyu felt deeply disappointed with Ye Junmo.
Ye Junmo ignored Mo Qingyu.
Stepping into the room that smelled of blood and barbecue.
He glanced at the dark, greasy corpse of cooked meat in the fire in the room.
He glanced at the sloppy man lying on the wall, looking at him with a horrified expression.
Then he moved forward and walked to the young woman lying on the ground, looking down at her.
Seeing that her blood-red pupils were filled with deathly ashes, he asked:
"Shall I send you to reincarnation?"
The young woman lying on the ground raised her head slightly like a machine, looked at Ye Junmo, and prayed in a hoarse voice:
"Help...help me kill him."
Ye Junmo nodded lightly.
"puff."
A sharp Tang knife pierced the young woman's heart.
"Ye-jun-mo."
When Mo Qingyu saw that Ye Junmo didn't kill the sloppy man, but the young woman, he shouted every word in a voice full of anger.
However, Ye Junmo seemed to have not heard Mo Qingyu's voice. He turned around and stared at the sloppy man with a smile on his face.
"Bang bang bang... please don't kill me, don't kill me, I... I just want to live, I just want to live. Both of them will die anyway, so why not help me..."
When the sloppy man saw Ye Junmo walking towards him with a smile on his face, he immediately knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, praying constantly.
When he came to the sloppy man, Ye Junmo bent slightly, pinched his neck with one hand, and lifted him up in the air.
Then the room was filled with gasoline, and a raging fire was instantly ignited.
Ye Junmo held the sloppy man struggling in his hands and walked out of the street. When he passed by Mo Qingyu, he said lightly:
"That woman's heart is already dead, and I'm helping her."
"I once said something to Mayfair, once people are not governed by rules and order, they will no doubt be like those bloodthirsty beasts."
Before Mo Qingyu could respond, Ye Junmo said to himself as he walked:
“In ancient times, there was a kind of criminal law called mutilation, also called Lingchi execution, which involves being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
The flesh of the prisoner was cut off one by one, and the prisoner was not allowed to die during the process.
Otherwise, the executioner will still be punished, which can be called one of the most cruel punishments in ancient times.
Only those who commit "heinous crimes" will be sentenced to death.
Execution involves cutting the flesh directly from a living person, and the number of knives used to cut the flesh is specified.
You can't cut too much, and you can't cut too little.
The number of knives was originally specified. If I remember correctly, it should be 120 knives.
Later it grew to 3,600 dollars.
In order to ensure that the prisoner will not die during the torture process.
The meat cut by each knife is only the size of a copper coin.
This not only ensures that the prisoner will not die, but also can make enough cuts.
But it is very painful for the prisoners.
What's even more cruel is that if the number of knives reaches 3,600, it will be divided into several days.
A certain number of cuts were made every day, and the prisoner could not die during this period, otherwise the executioner would also have to suffer the same punishment.
certainly.
That was ancient times.
For me, Ye Junmo, it is still possible to cut more than 3,000 knives on a person without causing death. "
After Ye Junmo finished speaking, he looked at the sloppy man struggling wildly in his hands with a smile, yellow urine dripping down his trousers, and his eyes filled with infinite fear, and said:
"You are a lucky person. You should feel honored that I can personally execute you."
You let go of the sloppy man in your hand, but before he could turn around and run away.
At some point, four flying knives flew out of the sword box standing in front of Ye Junmo. They accurately nailed the sloppy man's palms and insteps, and took him flying to a wall.
"Bang."
Nailed him directly into a big glyph.
"ah……"
"Please...please, let me go, let me go."
The pain of two palms and insteps being pierced by flying knives made the sloppy man wail in pain repeatedly while still praying in his mouth.
What Ye Junmo said just now scared him to the point of peeing.
He regretted it now. If he had known to secretly kill the two women, he would not have encountered this devil.
At this moment, what he actually thought was that Ye Junmo was a devil and secretly killed his wife and son.
ridiculous.
How ridiculous.
"call."
A stone as big as a fist flew accurately into the mouth of the sloppy man who was praying repeatedly.
Several of his teeth were knocked out, and his lips were cracked with numerous blood stains.
Countless blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
Sharp flying knives were controlled by Ye Junmo and flew out of the sword box.
"Qing Yu, close your eyes."
Mo Qingyu, who already knew that he had wrongly blamed Ye Junmo, did not close his eyes.
She felt that even if this beast died miserably, she wouldn't think anything of it.
As soon as he heard that Ye Junmo wanted to execute this beast in Lingchi, Mo Qingyu swore that he would watch the whole process.
Seeing that Mo Qingyu didn't close his eyes, Ye Junmo withdrew his gaze and controlled a flying knife to pass under the sloppy man.
The meat, less than two ounces, was wrapped in cloth and fell to the ground.
Suddenly.
The sloppy man with a stone stuffed in his mouth suddenly opened his eyes.
A sound of "woo woo..." came out of his mouth.
The body that was firmly fixed to the wall was swinging and trembling, and blood was dripping from underneath him.
Mo Qingyu saw the less than two taels of flesh wrapped in cloth, and instantly understood why Ye Junmo had just told her to close her eyes.
It turned out that she was afraid that the thing would stain her eyes.
"Tear apart...stab, stab, stab..."
The flying knives flying out of the air first removed the sloppy man's clothes.
Then those flying knives were flying around the sloppy man like thin threads at extremely fast speeds.
"Puff puff puff puff..."
Pieces of flesh and blood the size of a baby's fingernails were constantly separated from his body.
The painful 'wow' sound coming out of the sloppy man's mouth never stopped.
His distorted face and his bloodshot pupils made him look so terrifying.
As time passed, the sloppy man's body was covered with pieces of flesh and blood, and the scarlet blood splashed around.
At this time, the sloppy man's front body had turned into a bloody skeleton with his internal organs clearly visible.
His still trembling heart proved that he was not dead yet.
"Jie Jie..."
Suddenly.
A gloomy evil laughter emanated from Yejun Momo's mouth.
Mo Qingyu, who was staring intently at the miserable condition of the sloppy man, was startled.
Looking sideways at Ye Junmo, who had an evil smile on his face, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and tentatively shouted:
"Are you okay Jun Mo?"
