C16 (1/2)

”Fan Fan!” Tang Hongguo shouted excitedly. Although her hands were tied up, his eyes were still shining with excitement when she saw her old friend.

”TangTang!” Is it really you? Why are you here? ”You're too stupid, why did you involve yourself in this?” Wen Bufan was a little surprised, her words were full of reproach towards Tang Hongguo.

”I originally wanted to give you guys a pleasant surprise, but I didn't expect to be sucked into the Will King.” Tang Hongguo sighed.

And when Wen Bufan saw that there were no wounds on Tang Hongguo's body, she also felt that it was very strange, ”Tang Tang, you …?”

”Are you curious as to why I am not injured? I don't know why, but I was trying to run away like Squirrel and the others, and in the end they were caught and beaten to a pulp, and I was perfectly fine, and you were all right, too, I think. ”Hehe!” Tang Hongguo said with a smile.

Suddenly, the gongs and drums sounded from all directions. Someone shouted, ”Execute the execution!”

”Tang Tang, I'm sorry. I'll be leaving first!” Let's be sisters in the next life! ” Wen Bufan finally said goodbye to her old friend.

Tang Hongguo watched as Wen Bufan was dragged towards the trap of ten thousand people with a serious face. She couldn't bear to part with them, ”Hmph, executioners, even as a ghost, I will not let you guys go.”

”Dad, mom, your daughter is unfilial, and will never be able to repay the favor of raising you in this life! If there is a next life, I will definitely send you off for good … ” Wen Bufan thought heavily. She closed her eyes, tears of humiliation streaming down her face. She raised her head, ready to face death.

At this point, the executioner, represented by the king, walked to the execution ground. They were happy to trample on the prisoners, but as the king, Mo Li Ke was the first to step on the head of the prisoner, followed by the Imperial Advisor, the general …

The amount of energy contained in this kick was over 300 jin. Just by looking at its size, it was terrifying enough. If one were to try and kick it, even if one didn't die, he or she would be crippled.

Seeing that it could not cover Wen Bufan, Will King was a little puzzled. How could a body made of flesh and blood be able to withstand the pressure of ten thousand people? Just as he was thinking, he suddenly thought again, if she dies, so be it, I will borrow her skin to create another Wen Bufan, but, it is just that, she can't see Wu Tengfei being chopped to death by me, it is letting her off too easily.

Just then, the King and the rest swaggered over to Wen Bufan and Tang Hongguo's side.

King Mo Li Ke, the moment he walked to Wen Bufan's side, Wen Bufan immediately opened his eyes, which were releasing an unusual cold light, full of hatred, it captivated the soul, and upon seeing Wen Bufan's stern eyes, Mo Li was startled, he took a step back, and became a little timid.

In the past, when they stepped on other prisoners, they would always act as if they were at the mercy of others, always desperately begging him to spare their lives, regardless of whether they were willing to be a slave or a horse. If he was in a good mood, he would fly up and kick the man in the buttocks, which would be a pardon for his death, and then he would begin another round of pleasures for the prisoner.

For example, let the slaves learn how to climb trees in three days. After that, he would have a tree-climbing competition and see the fellows, over and over again, for their lives. And having to listen to him learn skills he didn't know how to do, when he was smashed black and blue, that was Moreco's greatest happiness, and he would blow his moustache, laugh and drink, and sometimes clap his hands, and they would all applaud.

After the prisoners had learned to climb trees, they were ordered to learn to swim, or else they would have been drowned, and Morley found it too exciting to see them struggling in the pool, and when the prisoners learned to swim, he came up with new ideas for them to learn acrobatics and shoot … In short, Morley was convinced that the people of his kingdom were versatile.

If he was in a bad mood, this person would be out of luck. With ten thousand people stepping on the ground to their deaths, their flesh would be splattered all over the place, and the one Moli disliked the most would be stepping on ten thousand people.

First, it was not fun; second, it was too bloody, and Mo Li thought that it would be dirty if it was too bloody. Third, he would always be open-minded and rarely had times when he was unhappy, and if it wasn't for that Military Advisor Hei Zhi forcing him to do so, he wouldn't have liked to play games played by tens of thousands of people.