Chapter 109 (1/2)

As soon as the butcher dies, Shen He will no longer suffer from the death penalty.

At the same time, Xi Ying waved to the man who hindered her with a wood knife, and blood splashed all over the place, and walked towards Shen He's direction.

”White radish...” Shen He raised his eyelids weakly and looked at Xi Ying, who came to him.

Xi Ying was wearing a sunflower suspender skirt, and the skirt had been dyed red with blood.

Fruit dew on the outside of the skin, mixed with her own and other people's blood.

”Shen He, hold on. When I kill all of them, I'll help you bandage.” Xi Ying blocks in front of Shen He and slightly tilts his head to say to him.

Xi Ying must kill all these men, or they will not let her and Shen he go.

”Kill her!” Wenshan screamed, biting her teeth and covering her blind eye.

The men ran to the mat with their weapons in their hands.

Xi Ying's eyes were covered with blood, and his hand holding the wood knife was tight.

Hand up knife down, simply decisive.

Suddenly, the stage became a Shura hell.

Xi Ying stood there like a sharp knife. As long as someone came forward, he would not hesitate to harvest that person's life.

She doesn't move because behind her is Shen He.

She will not expose Shen He to these people's attack range.

Five minutes later, there was a river of blood.

The bodies of dozens of men were piled at the foot of Xi Ying.

Xi Ying's right hand seemed to be stuck on the wood handle, and his forefinger and middle finger were already exposed.

She raised her red eyes and looked at Wenshan, who was about to climb to the edge of the stage, and said, ”is there anything else I can do after that.”

The audience has long been scattered and empty.

At the moment, the hall is strangely quiet.

PA, PA, PA.