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"Chen Mo, why don't you beg me for mercy, and I'll tell the executioner to be quick and efficient so you won't suffer any more torture?"

Wang Mang mocked again.

Hearing that today was Chen Mo's death day, he brought Lin Qingxue to watch the show early, waiting to return all the humiliation he had suffered these past few days.

Lin Qingxue, who was standing to the side, also covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes full of disdain.

"Luckily I left that good-for-nothing early, otherwise I'd be beheaded along with him now. That good-for-nothing deserved it!"

"Chen Mo, this is what happens when you go against the Wang family. Remember to be careful in your next life."

Wang Mang laughed loudly again.

Despite the couple's constant taunts, Chen Mo remained calm.

He was certainly angry, but the only thing he could do at that moment was to find a chance to escape.

But on his own, he couldn't escape this northern city...

"By the way, Chen Mo, your beautiful little sister, I'll definitely take good care of her after you die, don't worry!"

At this moment, Wang Mang laughed again.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo's aura suddenly changed.

His previously calm face suddenly erupted with intense killing intent as he stared intently at the adulterous couple.

Lin Qingxue was startled by his gaze and hurriedly shrank into Wang Mang's arms, cursing, "What are you looking at, you piece of trash..."

Wang Mang, however, didn't care at all and laughed even more wildly, saying, "What? Are you angry? If you have the guts, come and kill me too. Too bad, your head will roll today. Remember, in your next life, don't go against the Wang family again."

Upon hearing this, the onlookers, unaware of the situation, also began to laugh.

Chen Mo remained silent, but the killing intent in his eyes intensified.

The prison van continued its journey and arrived at Caishikou.

The area was already completely surrounded, with government officials everywhere.

The prison cart stopped, and the bailiffs dragged Chen Mo off the cart and escorted him to the execution platform.

Chen Mo knelt on the ground and quietly stretched his muscles.

Although the shackles on his hands and feet were heavy, his strength had become extraordinary after these days of training.

Mere shackles cannot completely control him.

His plan was to wait for the executioner to strike, then cut off the shackles on his hands, seize the cleaver, and fight his way out.

Although it would likely be a dead end anyway, he would absolutely not sit idly by and wait to die.

Before long, Yang Lide, the magistrate of Beicheng County, also arrived at the execution platform.

The executioner, gripping his broadsword, slowly approached Chen Mo's side.

"It's noon! Execute!"

Yang Lide shouted loudly and threw out the token.

"cut!"

The onlookers fell silent instantly, everyone waiting for Chen Mo's head to roll.

Wang Mang and Lin Qingxue also squeezed forward, waiting for the executioner to strike.

At that moment, the executioner raised his knife and chopped it down towards Chen Mo's neck.

Right now!

An arrow suddenly shot towards the executioner.

"what!"

A scream was heard as the arrow pierced the executioner's throat, causing blood to gush out.

The entire room fell silent.

"Assassins! Protect the master!"

The head constable next to the magistrate was the first to react and led his men to drag the assassin out.

But at that moment, another arrow shot towards Yang Lide's chest.

The officers standing by were too late to arrive and could only watch helplessly as Yang Lide was struck by an arrow and fell to the ground.

"grown ups!"

The officers panicked immediately, unable to see the assassin anywhere.

"Take the prisoner away quickly! Someone is trying to storm the execution ground!"

The head constable of the yamen shouted.

Chaos erupted immediately.

Before the constables could react, dozens of men dressed as commoners suddenly emerged from the crowd, wielding machetes, and charged toward the execution platform.

They moved with extreme speed and ruthlessness, each strike fatal.

The soldiers guarding the serious criminals had no time to react, and with arrows flying from the shadows, they fell in droves in an instant.

Chen Mo turned his head and looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, his heart skipped a beat.

Reinforcements have arrived!

Just as he was about to move, he felt someone approaching from behind.

Chen Mo turned around and saw the masked man behind him.

He knew at a glance that this person was Liang Ming.

"Don't move."

Liang Ming spoke, then swung his knife, his swordsmanship fierce as he slashed at the shackles and fetters on Chen Mo's body.

With a clang, the iron locks that were restricting Chen Mo's movements were instantly severed.

"Take it! Let's go!"

Liang Ming tossed him a knife and then charged into the crowd again.

Chen Mo quickly took the knife and twisted his wrist.

The anger that had been building up for several days finally erupted completely at this moment.

He followed behind Liang Ming and swung his knife backhand at the approaching constables.

At this moment, Chen Mo's eyes were filled with nothing but killing intent!

"Seal off the city gates! We absolutely cannot let them escape!"

The officers and soldiers present shouted loudly.

Just as the group of constables were about to give chase, several more arrows were shot from the shadows.

The villagers of Lingtou Village, who were responsible for covering the retreat, continuously shot arrows at the soldiers under the leadership of Sun Dazhu.

These days they practiced their archery skills diligently, and with their frequent hunting trips in the mountains, shooting down that group of soldiers was no problem at all.

They fought and retreated simultaneously, constantly observing the positions of Chen Mo and the others.

The soldiers and officers on all sides were so disoriented that they couldn't find any trace of the enemy.

The scene became even more chaotic as people scattered and fled.

"Come this way!"

Liang Ming hacked his way through the enemy lines, leading Chen Mo toward the city gate.

Just as they rushed out of the market and turned into an alley, several familiar figures appeared in front of Chen Mo.

It was Wang Mang and Lin Qingxue.

They had obviously taken advantage of the chaos to escape, but they never expected to run into Chen Mo here.

This was certainly no coincidence; Chen Mo had already noticed the two adulterers when he fought his way out.

Upon seeing Chen Mo, who was covered in blood and exuding murderous intent, Wang Mang and Lin Qingxue turned pale and collapsed to the ground in fear.

"Quick! Kill him!"

Wang Mang was so frightened that he shouted and ordered his servants to step forward and block Chen Mo.

Before Wang Mang could speak, his men had already vanished.

Chen Mo gripped the knife, his eyes fierce.

"Chen...Chen Mo! Don't come any closer! I'll give you money, I'll give you all the money I have, just let me go!"

Wang Mang was filled with fear and pleaded repeatedly.

Lin Qingxue was also terrified. She quickly released Wang Mang's arm, crawled on her knees to Chen Mo, and pleaded, "Chen Mo, I was wrong. Please forgive me for the sake of our past relationship as husband and wife. I'll go back and be your slave!"

Chen Mo looked at the two despicable people with murderous intent in his eyes.

Recalling the hatred he once felt, he felt no emotion whatsoever.

"Pfft!"

A flash of light appeared.

Lin Qingxue clutched her throat, staring at Chen Mo in astonishment.

Moments later, she collapsed in a pool of blood.

Wang Mang was so frightened that his crotch was wet, and he turned to run away.

But the next moment, a sharp knife pierced through his chest.

Be more careful in your next life.

Chen Mo spoke coldly.

Wang Mang opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something.

Chen Mo delivered another blow, ending his life completely.

"Let's go."

Liang Ming saw this and offered a reminder.

Chen Mo's eyes remained cold.

Since being imprisoned, he has had no way out.