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Chapter 083: The knife cut his vitals!

People gritted their teeth, suppressed their anger and grief, and carefully counted every wound.

"1, 2...5...11...26, 27, 28!"

"28!"

A total of 28 wounds!

It is hard to imagine how much torture this innocent man suffered.

I wonder how much pain he endured before his death!

In the square, everyone who heard this number felt depressed and angry.

They glared at the Tianlong people on the execution platform, their eyes full of anger and resentment.

"Is he still human? How could he do such a thing?"

"28 dollars! That’s 28 dollars!"

"He was tortured to death, and what did he do wrong? He did nothing wrong, it was just a sudden disaster."

"Kill him! Skin this bastard alive!"

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable!"

The middle-aged woman who had fainted just now woke up slowly.

She turned her head away, not daring to look at the disabled body of her dead husband.

Just a scar on her arm was unbearable for her.

She heard the condemnation and abuse of the 25 Celestial Dragons by the people around her, and knew that her husband had died in such pain and torture.

Two lines of clear tears slid down silently.

Some of Dashiqi and the navy soldiers were already a little confused.

"The Navy is protecting such a person!"

Lu En stood on the execution platform, looking at the angry crowd in the square, he slowly raised the dagger.

Then he stabbed it hard!

"ah!……"

The right palm of Saint Zalmar was pierced by a dagger and nailed to the wooden board of the execution platform.

Listening to the screams of the Celestial Dragons, the crowd applauded and cheered.

"happy!"

"Good job! It was his right hand that was holding the dagger to commit the crime, so the first stab should have been in his right hand!"

"Celestial Dragon, you also feel the pain!"

"Take your time, this is just the first cut! There are 27 cuts left, we have counted them for you, and we promise that there will be no more, and certainly no less."

"Before that, you have to hold on! Don't die too early!"

Without waiting for Saint Chalmar to stop screaming,

Lu En slowly pulled out the dagger, and there was another burst of ghostly howls.

Lu En didn't stop, and directly stabbed the dagger into Saint Chalmar's right calf again.

Saint Chalmar's face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his screams were not as loud as the first time.

The crowd below cheered again,

"Nice stab! It's his right leg that kicked someone just now."

"Yes, that's right! Not only today, but also in the past, many people were kicked and kicked by this guy for no reason on the street! I experienced it myself, and I wanted to break his legs at that time. Thank you Lu En for helping me to get my revenge!"

"Captain Lu En, this is the second stab, there are 26 more stabs to come! So, be careful when you stab, remember to avoid the vital parts!"

"Yes, that's right. I was just about to remind you that, don't let this guy die so easily."

"We don't have to worry about that! Captain Lu En is amazing. Look at these two cuts, they perfectly avoid the artery."

"Guess where the third knife stabbed him?"

"If you ask me, the third blow should be to his vitals!"

"This is a good idea. This guy has been bullying men and women for a long time!"

"Yes, yes, yes, everyone, shout louder and in unison so that Captain Lu En can hear you!"

"The knife hits his vitals!……"

"The knife hits his vitals!……"

"The knife hits his vitals!……"

At first, it was just the person who suggested that he and a few people around him shout together.

Then, like a water wave, it spread quickly.

From a few people, to a dozen people, to dozens of people, and now there are hundreds and thousands of people in the square, shouting together.

"The knife hits his vitals!……"

The scene was really quite shocking.

Lu En stood on the execution platform, listening to the neat slogans and the coordinated movements of everyone raising their fists. The scene was quite spectacular and shocking.

Lu En slowly pulled out the dagger from the calf of Saint Chalmarco, just like last time.

Not only Lu En heard it, but

Saint Chalmarco also heard the shouts of the crowd. He could no longer care about the pain in his legs, and his heart was filled with fear.

The third knife would stab his vitals. Just thinking about it gave him goose bumps, a chill, and shivering.

"Lord Lu En! Lord Lu En, don’t! …Don’t! …Don’t! …"

Lu En is certainly not a soft-hearted person. Being soft-hearted towards a person like the Celestial Dragon Chalmako Saint would be cruel to the masses.

Should we listen to the voices of the masses?

Of course we must listen.

Lu En raised the dagger, stabbed it towards the lower abdomen of Chalmako Saint, twisted the handle, and quickly pulled it out. The cheers from the audience were getting louder and louder.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"It's so satisfying! It's so damn satisfying!"

"It was a great pleasure! But it was a great pleasure. We are both men, and I couldn't help but squeeze my legs together when I saw it!" (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Just like that,

Lu En followed the crowd's call and stabbed with one knife, one knife, and another.

Every knife avoided Charles Mark's vital points, while taking into account the demands of the crowd.

At this time,

Charles Mark did not have much strength to shout, he really regretted it.

He regretted provoking Lu En; regretted that he did not leave Rogue Town as soon as he was beaten by Lu En; regretted why he came to the East China Sea this time; regretted why he stabbed the man so many times before killing him; regretted why he couldn't stand the loneliness and came out to watch the fun; he regretted too many things.

Charles Mark knew that he would not be able to escape death today, and now he only hoped that Lu En could give him a good time.

"Lu En, I beg you, please be kind and give me a quick death! I really know I was wrong, I really regret it!"

Lu En replied calmly,

"Now I know I was wrong and I regret it!"

"What a pity, it’s too late!"

"If regret is useful, why do we need the police!"

"Don't worry, it will be there soon!"

"I've already hit 25 times, and there are only 3 left!"

Chalmarco looked as if he had been drained of energy, his eyes were empty and dull, and he was breathing instinctively.

Dashiqi was very anxious watching from below, and she saw that the Celestial Dragon was about to die, and there was not much time left before the last few hits.

Under the pressure,

Dashiqi contacted Lieutenant General Taotu again,

"Lord Taotu, the Celestial Dragons are about to die!"

"If you don't get here soon, he's really going to die!"

Lieutenant General Taotu has already increased his speed to the fastest.

"It's almost there! I can already see the execution square!"

On the execution platform,

Lu En stabbed the dagger into Saint Chalmak's chest again.

However, this time Lu En did not pull out the dagger again.

Because the previous knife was the 27th knife.

In other words, there is only one last knife left: the 28th knife. The people in the square returned to silence again. They held their breath and concentrated, waiting for Lu En's last knife, which was also the knife that ended the life of the Celestial Dragon Saint Chalmak.