After dressing like a waste of wood, I relied on dry food to reach the peak of my life

Chapter 141 Be careful
The soldiers pushed several people to lie down on the benches, and a soldier stood on each side of each bench.

Each of them took out a wooden stick as thick as an adult's arm and stuck it on the ground.

Waiting for Liu Sizun's order: "Execute!"

The guards all raised their sticks and beat the man on the stool hard.

With the city lord watching the execution in person, who dares to hold back!

Every time the stick hit the meat, there was a muffled sound.

At the beginning, these beaten people also uttered screams.

Later, their clothes were torn, blood soaked the clothes, and the wooden sticks were stained with blood.

Several people passed out one after another, only the dull beating sound was heard in everyone's ears.

Some onlookers couldn't help being terrified. They were so frightened by this cruel scene that they shut their eyes and dared not look again, but their ears could not be closed.

There are also many people who have been bullied by the patrols and even have blood feuds with them, but stare at them being beaten with wide-eyed eyes, and a sense of pleasure rises from their hearts.

They wished that they were the executioners, and that they would avenge the tragic death of their relatives by beating their enemies to death.

After the one hundred sticks were beaten, those people were all limp and bloody and slumped on the stool silently, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Shen Rumo did not move, and when they finished fighting, he ordered in a calm voice: "Expell them from the City Defense Department, and the younger generation will never be hired."

When the crowd below heard this, many people clenched their fists excitedly.

These people were seriously injured. Originally, they wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge, but they were afraid of being retaliated in the future. Now that these people no longer have the background of the City Defense Department, they can attack without any scruples.

Shen Rumo turned to Liu Sizun: "Liu Sizun is not strict with the emperor, there is such a mistake, he will be fined and confiscated for half a year."

Liu Sizun hurriedly knelt down: "This subordinate takes orders."

He knew in his heart that the city lord had let him off lightly, after all, his source of income was not from offerings.

Sitting in this position, naturally someone would beg him with a lot of resources.

All the big families have various shops in the city, and those who are sensible will send him tribute.

Shen Rumo gave him a warning glance, feeling really tired of this group of untouchables making trouble.

But it is still necessary to put on a face.

He waved his hand: "Everyone, let's go, and continue to gather crowds and shouters at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and all of them will be arrested for crimes."

When everyone heard it, they scattered like birds and beasts with a "wow".

Li Qingmeng also turned and left, while chatting with Gong Yumo: "I didn't expect that this city lord looks like a dog."

Hearing this description, Gong Yumo couldn't help but smile: "Didn't you meet Shen Youqi? He's not ugly either. Father and son are naturally alike."

Li Qingmeng briefly commented: "Both of them are equally greasy!"

They were leaving with the flow of people, when the old calligrapher saw Gong Yumo sharply, followed closely and squeezed up a few steps, making the driver who was guarding Gong Yumo nervous for a while.

The old man smiled and cupped his hands at Gong Yumo: "Master Gong Yu, look, Wang Xihe's copybook?"

Gong Yumo didn't talk nonsense, took out a booklet from the storage bag, and threw it into the old man's arms.

The old man was so panicked that he grabbed the booklet with both hands, and he managed to hold the booklet in his hand.

He carefully flattened the crumpled pages, complainingly: "Be careful, this is Wang Xihe's copybook, it is a priceless treasure!"

The old man turned a page, his eyes lit up, and his footsteps gradually slowed down, obviously immersed in it.

Gong Yumo ignored him, pulled Li Qingmeng's sleeve and left quickly.

(End of this chapter)