Under everyone's gaze, a child who looked quite immature jumped towards the coachman with a knife.
His steps were staggering, but he still maintained sufficient physical strength. Ning Changsheng only stayed in prison for one day.
Feeling the footsteps around him, the driver raised his head slightly.
He just heard Lu Yu's voice, so he didn't dare to raise his head completely.
But just by raising it slightly, the coachman could already see Ning Changsheng's figure.
At this moment, Ning Changsheng held a knife and rushed towards him with murderous intent. No matter who it was, he could tell what the other party planned to do at a glance.
"Baby, you!"
The driver was shocked.
He was not afraid of Ning Changsheng, even if the other party still had a knife in his hand.
It's just that Ning Changsheng's appearance was too sudden. He had appeared in the pile of death row prisoners just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was already approaching.
The crisis is just around the corner, and the coachman is ready to stand up and fight back.
"Ah! I can't move my arms!"
The coachman suddenly let out a scream, and felt that all the muscles and bones in his body seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, just like a towering mountain suppressing his head, unable to move at all.
There was a creaking sound in the bones of the coachman's body, causing him to kneel on the ground.
Ning Changsheng's figure was already close at hand.
"No! No... I don't want to die yet!" The driver was so frightened that he suddenly shouted.
The next moment, Ning Changsheng's knife struck him hard on the neck.
Ning Changsheng's strength was too weak. The blade only penetrated the driver's neck and stopped moving. He did not cut off his head directly.
Dark red blood spurted out along the driver's neck.
The coachman began to tremble all over. He couldn't make any sound, but his eyes were full of panic.
However, on the coachman's body, it seemed that there were countless iron chains tying him, and that pressure was always there and never dissipated for a long time.
Ning Changsheng was anxious. He suddenly took out a knife from the coachman's waist and stabbed him in the heart.
"puff!"
This knife is fatal.
The coachman's eyes changed from pleading to dimness. His head tilted to one side, and he was still dead after all.
"Ah -" Ning Changsheng let out a childish roar. He pulled out the knife again and stabbed the coachman several times.
There was blood everywhere, soaking Ning Changsheng's small body.
Many people frowned when they looked at it, and it was hard to imagine that this was the burst of power from a child.
"Which of you knows what happened to Ning Changsheng?" Lu Yu asked.
Everyone in the Yin family shook their heads. They had been imprisoned by the Qi Dynasty from the beginning and had no idea what was happening outside.
"Sir, I know."
At this moment, under the execution platform, a civilian man suddenly stood up and said cautiously.
Beside him, other civilians also raised their heads. They had all experienced the accident, but they didn't dare to talk to Lu Yu yet.
"Tell me what happened." Lu Yu said.
The civilian husband bowed and told everything about what happened on the street.
Ning's mother was walking normally on the street, but she was hit to death by a carriage from the Tang Dynasty.
But what is even more irritating is that the Qi army turned a blind eye and allowed the Tang Dynasty carriage to leave, but instead arrested a group of witnesses.
Flattery is extremely shameless!
"A bunch of villains!"
Yin Zhengde glanced at the group of Qi officials who were still kneeling on the ground, with a look of contempt in his eyes.