Chapter 87 The head fell to the ground, Deputy Secretary Wangqi (please subscribe!)

The moment the pale red bone sword fell to the east, intermittent revolving lights flickered in front of the eyes of the second leader of the Blackwater Gang who had been in power for more than ten years.

Just like before death, the passage of time becomes extremely slow.

Zhu Ke, it seems like he has returned to that morning fifteen years ago, when he woke up with a group of executioner legs from a bedroom full of sweat and foot odor.

It will be a big month tomorrow.

The former Weishui chief arrester, Yu Tiesheng and his wife, were about to be executed.

As the executioner leg of the Weishui Yamen, he was more or less an official. Naturally, the executioner legs guessed that there was something fishy about the case.

In other words, no one in the Weishui Yamen at that time felt that there was no problem in the initial verdict of the Chen family's murder case.

But even so, no one dared to speak.

Those who are officials don't dare to do it, and their executioner legs certainly don't dare to do it either.

After Zhu Ke woke up, he greeted the brothers to have breakfast.

But the executioners who are used to getting up early during the week, seem to have made an appointment tomorrow, wrapping their bodies in the quilt, unable to live or die.

Even if I waited until someone came from the yamen to remind me, everyone said they drank too much last night and had caught the cold and couldn't get out of bed.

Zhu Ke knew that it was not cold where they were, or that he did not want to chop off the heads of Yu Tiesheng and his wife.

At that moment, Zhu Ke was faced with two choices, one was whether to continue lying on the bed and pretending to be sick, or the other was to hold the knife in hand and follow the Yamen people.

He hesitated for a moment and glanced at the dirty and cramped bedroom.

Zhu Ke asked himself, did he really want to live that kind of confinement life for the rest of his life?

of course not!

So, after he washed up, he followed the people from the Yamen out the door with a knife!

What happens next is a matter of course.

At the execution ground, he raised his leg and dropped the knife to chop off the heads of Dongyu Tiesheng and his wife.

At that moment, two rolling heads rolled across the snow and landed in front of the onlookers.

Zhu Ke felt that he had made a great choice tomorrow morning.

as expected.

Three days after beheading Yu Tiesheng, Li Canghai, the leader of the Blackwater Gang, found him.

Tell me whether you admire his determination and bravery, please arrange an errand for him and offer him a good price.

Just like Xiao Zihua, Zhu Ke had no other ideas at that time and just wanted to make money!

Of course I accepted it without hesitation!

Otherwise, the unknown executioner Zhu Ke died, and the future second-in-command of the Blackwater Gang Zhu Ke's old corpse was reborn.

In the following confinement, he followed the former second-in-command of the Blackwater Gang, licking blood from the knife and fighting with force.

With the light of swords and shadows in the rivers and lakes, fighting and killing are inevitable.

The first time he killed someone who was not a "death row prisoner", Zhu Ke was so frightened and uneasy that he couldn't sleep all night.

But the scariest thing about people is getting used to it.

In the repeated killings and death battles, Zhu Ke's heart gradually became numb.

Human lives no longer require any respect in his eyes. He can eat meat and drink wine while chopping off their heads.

No burden.

As time goes by, Zhu Ke's status in the Blackwater Gang is getting higher and higher, his martial arts skills are getting deeper and deeper, Xiao Yuezi's life is getting higher and higher, and his heart is getting darker and darker.

Until the original second master of Heishui died of illness, Zhu Ke, who had broken through the realm of innateness, took the position of second master without hesitation on Li Canghai's recommendation.

I took over the affairs of Congde Jiaofang and earned a lot of money!

In those years, Zhu Ke ate the best, wore the most expensive clothes, slept in the most beautiful places, had great power with his legs, and was so majestic that all the people in Weishui were frightened.

Later, one day, he met his former colleague - the executioner's leg who pretended to be ill and did not go to the execution.

At this moment, my colleague is already old and old, holding the rusty beheading knife like a demented old man.

Old friends meet each other and never know each other again.

The two of them passed by each other and were never seen again in this life.

It didn't take long for Zhu Ke to hear the news of his death, and he felt even more happy!

——I'm glad that I didn't follow them and pretend to be sick early that morning, instead I picked up a knife and chopped off Yu Tiesheng's head.

Otherwise, he would be afraid to death and would want to live in that cramped and dark bedroom for the rest of his life!

Where can there be such glory and glory as Ming Dynasty?

That kind of happiness lasts until tomorrow night.

When the murderous head-picking evil spirit raised the bone sword high and dropped it hard.

Zhu Ke suddenly began to doubt.

Was my original choice really the wrong one?

Is it really wrong to be the second-in-command of the Blackwater Gang and enjoy all the glory and hardship?

That former colleague, even though he had been poor for decades, heard that his children and grandchildren were happy, and his family members cried when he died, and he lived a peaceful life.

But after I became the second master of Blackwater, I didn't dare to marry or have children. If I wanted to die, I wouldn't be buried in a coffin, and I wouldn't even leave the whole body.

Zhu Ke's eyes reflected the pale red bone sword, which fell to the east with a swipe.

He opened his dry lips and muttered to himself.

"If he was also sick that day..."

The words have not yet fallen.

There was a click.

The blue-red bone sword chopped off Dong Zhuke's head, and it rolled down. Finally, his eyes widened, and he stopped in a pool of blood.

The headless corpse gushed out in bright red, like a congratulatory gift.

At the beginning of his life, Zhu Ke heard the hoarse voice of the beheaded ghost.

"——No if."

Close your eyes forever and make no sound.

Looking at the dead-eyed head, Yu Chen held the bone sword and let out a long breath.

Feel funny.

Zhu Ke never realized where he went wrong until his death.

Yes to everything he asked at first, if he had also been sick that day; no if he had not joined the Blackwater Gang, manipulated Congdefang, had not forced girls into prostitution, and had not killed anyone...

In the case fifteen years ago, it was hoped that the gas department would reverse the situation and frame Yu Chen's parents.

At that time, Zhu Ke had a little executioner's legs. Whether he was pretending to be sick or whether he was beheading with a knife, it actually didn't matter much.

The executioner's leg, like the knife in their leg, is nothing more than a "tool", and the culprit is the person who controls everything behind the scenes.

Yu Chen couldn't tell that clearly.

The real turning point of Zhu Ke's fate, the one that really caused his body to be separated and his body to be separated, was never the morning of beheading.

But later he took over Li Canghai's olive branch, or he joined the Blackwater Gang, or he changed from an executioner who only followed orders to a second-in-command who bullied the market, killed people, forced girls into prostitution, and committed all kinds of evil.

At this point, the second leader of the Blackwater Gang, Zhu Ke, is dead!

From the Dejiofang, in the brightly lit hall, except for the ghost with the beheaded head, there is no one alive!

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

Just then, an angry roar came from the silent night outside the door!

Like a beast roaring, tearing through the wind and snow, deafening!

Yu Chen turned around and looked.

Just look at the half-opened door, and an extremely angry old man with red hair and a monk's robe is stepping towards him!

He was walking in a pool of blood, but he was not stained by any dirt. His eyes were like lightning, scorching the soul!

The "qi" of heaven and earth wandering between heaven and earth surrounds him like a tamed horse, flowing continuously and seemingly never extinguishing!

——The deputy chief of Wangqi Department, whom Master Li and Zhu Ke had been waiting for, finally arrived!

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