Kill Them Slowly!
Kill Them Slowly!
With what Jun Moxie said, a few men showed despair! They were exactly planning to kill themselves when they could not bear anymore. They did not expect that the young Jun Moxie was so brutal! Now, they could only bear the pain until they died and could not commit suicide!
They had no more hope; how could they affect their family?
Jun Moxie precisely grasped their psychology!
They couldn't live nor die, and could only endure the torment!
They eventually had to pay the price, and there was no discount!
Jun Moxie smiled coldly and said, "Your fate was already settled the day you made the mistake! What are you waiting for? Begin!"
As he finished, all the knives sliced down!
The executioners were especially fierce and careful today. Jun Moxie's brutality was now well known and killed people so often. The hundred men before them were the best illustration…
If they were not careful and missed a single slice, their family would die together. So they were very careful, and this added to the torment of the prisoners!
The knife sliced down, their meat slid down, and blood sprayed out!
A series of screams sounded!
…
Below the platform, some were appalled, some were shocked, and some were frightened. It was understandable. But there was another group of men who stood up right and seemed to even enjoy watching what was happening. They did not blink, lest they missed something. They were in civilian clothes, but they were tall and old. They gathered together, self-initiated, and eventually formed the majority of the audiences. They all stared at the flag above, with excitement, vehemence, and commemoration!
They were the original soldiers of Jun Wuhui's army. When he died, many people who knew something was wrong chose to leave the army with great frustration. But today, on this big day, they came together spontaneously and stood in accordance with their standing positions when they were still in the army. They were filled with the joy of venting anger!
The execution had begun!
On stage, the hundred and eighteen men who were tortured all stared at Jun Mo Xie. Knowing that they wouldn't be spared, all of them had the same idea. Remember this kid! I will seek revenge in my next life!
Jun Mo Xie stood with his hands behind him and looked at the bloody scene in front of him. His tone was gentle as he said, "I know what you want to do now is kill me and seek revenge on me. Even if you have no chance in this life, in the next life and the next, you will have to find me to settle accounts! So do keep your eyes wide open and remember my face well. If there is really an afterlife, you can come to me for revenge! I welcome you!"
He sneered and said, "But judging from your screams from just a single slice, even when you become a ghost, you will be a cowardly ghost. Eat well and work hard in your next life! I totally look down on you now; let's hope you will be more promising in your next life! Ha ha ha ha…"
One guy raised his head fiercely and his face was bloody and sweaty and his muscles were twisting as he shouted, "Just a single slice? Do you want to have a try?!?"
"No thanks. You should enjoy this superior treatment. I don't have the free time to do so!" Jun Moxie sneered.
"Jun Moxie, if there really is an afterlife, I will kill your whole family! You just wait!" Wen Cangyu raised his head painfully and stared at the young man in front of him with endless hatred.
Although Wen Cangyu was over eighty years old, he had always been very righteous. With his cultivation, he had always been very healthy. But Jun Moxie was still afraid that with his age, he might not be able to endure torture for nine days in a row. So Jun Moxie did not destroy all the Mystic Qi in his body, but only broke his dantian. Dantian was the foundation so he could no longer drive the Mystic Qi in his body and make use of them. But the Mystic Qi left in his body were still sufficient to refresh his flesh and body so that he would not die.
Wen Cangyu's naked body was as strong as a teenager. As a master, he was always respected. But now he was shamed before everyone and could not die instantly. Naturally, the resentment in his heart had reached the extreme!
"Wen Cangyu, how scary! But I am more curious that if you have an afterlife, will you be a dog or a pig?" Jun Moxie mocked the way. "As long as you do something wrong, you must bravely accept the punishment! Why grit your teeth and say such a thing? It will only make me laugh at you more."
Wen Cangyu was speechless, but his bloodshot eyes were still fixed on Jun Moxie.
"Brother Wen, why…" In the palace, the emperor's body trembled as he suddenly felt weak. "Xiu Xiu…" He finally understood why Wen Cangyu appeared here but his crime was not announced.
The empress had not returned; she must have been killed! And it was exactly this that infuriated Jun Moxie, causing Wen Cangyu having to bear with this torment!
You are dead after all! Are you… really dead?
Yang Huaiyu slowly lowered his head, curled up his whole body, and held his own shoulders tightly. He felt extremely lonely and helpless like a wild animal that had nowhere to warm itself on a cold winter night. He trembled twice, and a few drops of tears fell on the sleeve of his robe and to the ground.
In the distance, heavy footsteps grew louder. Jun Mo Xie looked up and saw Tang Yuan climbing down a carriage with Sun Xiaomei and walked over flanked by a group of guards.
As he approached, Tang Yuan looked up and looked at the flag flying in the air. He bent down deeply and bowed respectfully.
It had been a long time, and Tang Yuan actually lost a lot of weight. If compared to his original weight, he could now be called very slim. Now he was at most 150kg. Although he was still fat by normal standards, he was much better now.
Jun Moxie felt relieved but at the same time, sentimental. He didn't deliberately let Tang Yuan know what was about to happen today. Although Tang Yuan would surely know, Jun Moxie believed that Tang Yuan would understand what he intended.
The Tang family was still loyal to the Heavenly Scent imperial family, perhaps the strongest support of Yang Huaiyu. Tang Wanli also had a deep, life-long friendship with the emperor. So Jun Mo Xie didn't expect Tang Yuan to come because he would have to bear tremendous pressure if he did!
For example, the other big families—as long as they knew what was happening here—had quickly left. Although the imperial family now could not deal with the Jun Family, they could still crush the other families easily!
So these families remained silent and decided to react after seeing the emperor's reaction!
Openly supporting him at this point of time was very dangerous for Tang Yuan!
Jun Moxie knew this all too well!
So Jun Moxie didn't expect Tang Yuan to show up. He didn't want his brother to feel bad. He didn't want him to make a choice between his family and his best friend!
But he still turned up!
And he even brought his fiancée. What an open and high-profile appearance!
His appearance revealed where he was standing and as he bowed at Jun Wuhui's flag. He had no more return!
He used his actions to show his stance!
And he didn't tell Jun Moxie beforehand!
It made his appearance even more precious!
Jun Moxie was very relieved!
Since transmigrating into this world, he had been interacting with fatty. At first, he just regarded him as an ordinary friend who he could mess around with. But he gradually found that this fatty had high integrity though he was no hero or saint! Slowly he accepted his friendship and became Jun Moxie's only true friend in two lives!
But Jun Moxie never expected that he, the fatty who was normally so cowardly and ridiculous, would be the only who dared to support him openly despite knowing the perilous consequences of doing so!
What was brotherhood?
Actions always speak more than words!
Jun Moxie hopped down the high platform and landed before Tang Yuan. He asked, "What brings you here, fatty?"
Tang Yuan laughed, and a lewd smile emerged on his plump face. "Do you have to ask? We are equally the most infamous debauchees of the city. Now that you are here, how can I possibly not come? You know me; I just love to watch such shows! This execution by slowly cutting them! How could I miss such a good scene? I may not even see it again!"
Jun Mo Xie laughed from the bottom of his heart. He patted Tang Yuan heavily on the shoulder, looked at his fat face carefully, and looked at Sun Xiaomei on the side. He said heavily, "Good brother!"
Jun Moxie said nothing more. Tang Yuan's fat face was occupied by a silly smile, but his eyes also showed a trace of satisfaction. Sun Xiaomei looked at everything at play out in front of her calmly. She did not speak. She just clutched Tang Yuan's arm harder. The wise woman knew that although the Jun Family now had absolute superiority over the emperor, as long as she followed Tang Yuan here, they would never be able to return to their families…
They were their roots!
Good brother!
In this life, Jun Moxie had little friends, let alone sworn brothers. But this time, he said the words in sincerity.