Zhou Shu mingled in the noisy crowd and watched being escorted to the execution ground by heavily armed soldiers not far away.
Mi Ziwen sat on the execution platform in the center of the execution ground, looking elegant and easy-going.
Behind him, stood a row of soldiers holding cleavers. Each of those soldiers was tall and had bulging muscles, and they looked extremely powerful.
However, in Daxia, muscular men do not mean how powerful they are. On the contrary, it is those who do not look very strong, such as Yon Ziwen, who are likely to be real masters.
"You stand in front of me."
Zhou Shu used his shoulders to block the people around him, leaving some space for Haitang.
He now feels that Yin Wuyou sent Haitang to him not to ask her to serve him, but to find a master for him.
She doesn't know how to wash and cook, but she's not yet underage to warm a bed!
But no matter what, she would follow him wherever he went, no matter what.
Most of the time, it was Zhou Shu who took care of her, just like now!
"I just said I won't let you follow me. What's so good about an execution? If you see beheading later, be careful of having nightmares at night!"
Zhou Shu said angrily.
Haitang quietly rolled her eyes. It's not like she has never killed anyone before. Would she be afraid of beheading?
"Then why do you still come to see me?"
Haitang said that after getting along for a few days, she suddenly felt that Zhou Shu was a pretty good person. Many times, how should I put it, yes, he was a very gentleman——
"Can I be the same as you? I am a man, understand?"
Zhou Shu glared at her and said, "Besides, the supervisor is my eldest brother. I have to come to support him no matter what, right?"
Haitang had a dark look on her face, can this kind of thing be flattering?
"Haitang, do you think these people are all the spies that Wei has planted in Daxia?"
Zhou Shu looked around the execution ground. The number of prisoners kneeling in several rows should be less than a hundred, and at most sixty or seventy.
This is much less than Zhou Shu imagined.
He originally estimated that there would be a hundred or so people.
There are only sixty or seventy people now, and I don’t know how much feedback it can bring to me.
"Definitely not."
Haitang looked at Zhou Shu like he was an idiot and said, "How could the secret agent dig out everything? There must be some that are hidden deeper and have not been discovered by the Chief of Police."
Zhou Shu thought for a while and realized that this was indeed the case. There were only dozens of spies recorded in the book at the beginning. Even if Daxia discovered it himself, they probably couldn’t be all the spies that Wei had planted in Daxia.<
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"Haitang, let me ask you a question to see if you know it." Zhou Shu asked.
"What's the problem?"
Haitang didn't look back, looked at the spies with interest, and said.
"Where do the knives commonly used by executioners come from? Is it also a weapon-making department?"
Zhou Shu asked, he was wondering, here often, executioners are probably the most frequent murderers, if he could forge a knife for them, wouldn't it be great to gain experience?
"It must be the Weapons Forging Department." Haitang said, "All the weapons in Daxia come from the Weapons Forging Department. It is forbidden for private citizens to forge weapons privately. But I don't know which workshop it is from."
Zhou Shu nodded and was about to ask something more when he suddenly heard Haitang say excitedly.
"A top-grade warrior was actually caught!"
She pointed at a prisoner in the distance and said.
"Really?"
Zhou Shu followed her finger and looked over. A man who looked to be in his forties or fifties was kneeling there with his head lowered, his hair spread down, covering his face.
In fact, most of the prisoners on the scene have similar looks to him. At a glance, you can't even tell who is who.
Zhou Shu didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when Haitang reminded him, after careful observation, he did notice a surge of power in the prisoner's body.
But that power seems to be restrained.
"Can't a high-grade warrior be a secret agent?"
Zhou Shudao.
"That's not true." Haitang shook his head, "It's just that it's not that easy to capture high-quality masters alive. Even if they can't escape, there's no problem in killing themselves."
"There is nothing special about being a master of high-end products."
Zhou Shu muttered. He was not a high-level expert. In his opinion, those eighth- and ninth-level warriors were not that powerful.
At least if he meets a ninth- or eighth-grade warrior, he will be sure to capture him alive.
"Look, it's about to begin!"
Zhou Shu's eyes lit up and he said happily, "Brother Mi is indeed a believer!"
Haitang glanced at Zhou Shu in surprise, wondering why he was so excited.
Isn't it just using the sword he forged to execute the execution? Why are you so happy?
Is it possible that after seeing blood, the sword will become sharper as he said?
Haitang didn't know much about weapon casting, but she also knew that after the weapon was successfully forged and sharpened, it would basically only be damaged and would not become stronger.
Unless it is the kind of magic weapon that can be nourished by warriors.
The Zhanma Sword is just a standard weapon, how can it become sharper just because of blood?
Although she didn't believe it, Haitang still looked at the horse-zanting swords in the hands of the soldiers with great curiosity. She wanted to see if these horse-zapping swords would change after killing people.
I don’t know if Mi Ziwen took Zhou Shu’s words seriously, but he was indeed preparing to use the sword to execute him.
Moreover, he did not even use an executioner for this execution. The executioners were replaced by members of the horse-killing team he had just formed.
These soldiers are strong men specially selected by Yonzi Wen from the National Protectorate Army, and are preparing to form a zanma sword that will play a special role on the battlefield.
And their equipment is the horse-killing sword!
He arranged for these people to be executed this time, firstly because he agreed to Zhou Shu, and secondly, he also wanted them to familiarize themselves with the sword in their hands before going out to fight.
After all, the Zhanma Sword is a new weapon, and they have never used this kind of weapon before.
Before going on an expedition, let them kill someone with a zanma sword. They will become familiar with the weapon and see the blood, so that they will not be frightened by the cruelty of the battlefield.
Groups of soldiers marched onto the execution ground, one by one, standing behind the prisoners.
Their faces were expressionless, and they held the long handle of the Zhanma Sword with both hands. The blade of the Zhanma Sword shone coldly under the scorching sun.
None of the people watching around had ever seen a horse-zanting sword, but now they were talking about the majestic sword.
"Master Zhou, be careful!"
Haitang's voice suddenly sounded in Zhou Shu's ears, "If something happens later, remember not to stay too far away from me!"
Zhou Shu looked down at Haitang in surprise, and then looked around again.
Nothing unusual?
Did Haitang discover something?
Zhou Shu is not a slow person. After so many days, he has already realized why Yin Wuyou sent Haitang to him.
He, Zhou Shu, was also a person on the assassination list of the Great Wei Yingcai. Yin Wuyou, as the Chief Sikong of the Forging Department, certainly could not sit idly by.
She sent Haitang to her side, most likely to protect herself!
This can be seen from the fact that Haitang, a maid who cannot do anything, has the cultivation level of an eighth-grade warrior.
How could Zhou Shu not be suspicious of a man who came to protect himself and spoke like that just now?
But he had secretly let go of his senses, but still didn't find anything abnormal.
Logically speaking, his strength is stronger than Haitang's. Why can Haitang detect abnormalities but I can't?
Zhou Shu was a little confused and confused.
Haitang didn't answer. Her little face looked around cautiously, and her hands had already been put into her sleeves.
Zhou Shu could vaguely feel the sharp cold air coming from her sleeves. It turned out that her pair of daggers were hidden in her sleeves.
"This is the capital city of Daxia. Is it possible that there are still people who dare to rob the execution ground?"
Zhou Shu said with a smile.
Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a bright light came from nowhere, and in an instant, it fell on the execution ground.
That bright light shot towards Mi Ziwen.
"Brother!"
Zhou Shu couldn't help but exclaimed.
Mi Ziwen seemed to hear Zhou Shu's voice, turned around and smiled at Zhou Shu, then raised his hand and struck out with a palm.
Dazzling white light emitted from his palm as he struck, like a sharp blade, colliding with the white light.
"Boom——"
The energy flew everywhere, like sharp knives, falling on the surrounding crowd. The surrounding soldiers responsible for the execution, including the prisoners, all seemed to have been stabbed by countless sharp knives, and there were cracks in their clothes.
, blood gushed out along those cracks.
The prisoners screamed loudly, but the soldiers holding cleavers stood up straight and motionless as if they were not aware of it, as if the injured were not them.
"You're killing someone, run away!"
Among the crowd watching the excitement around the execution ground, someone suddenly shouted, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
Zhou Shu felt the crowd rushing towards him like a wave. He did not dare to exert too much force. In such a moment, he was squeezed over the railing by the crowd and fell into the execution ground.
"Master Zhou!"
Haitang let out a squeak and jumped up, like a dexterous swift, and rushed towards Zhou Shu.
At this moment, a black shadow emerged from the crowd, holding a sharp knife, and stabbed Haitang.
"Begonia, be careful!"
Zhou Shu shouted.
Two white lights flew out of Haitang's sleeves and made two crisp sounds. She blocked the opponent's attack, but at the same time, her figure also fell from the air, unable to survive and unable to reach Zhou Shu's side.
Among the noisy crowd, several loud shouts rang out again, and unknown number of hidden spies led the people and rushed into the execution ground.
"Kill!"
Mi Ziwen’s voice echoed throughout the audience.
The soldiers holding zanma knives did not hesitate at all. They raised their zanma knives high and finally shouted in unison, "Kill!"
The light of the sword fell, and then there were pillars of blood rising into the sky. The blood instantly covered the entire execution ground.
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