Once the butcher dies, Shen He will no longer suffer the pain of capital punishment.
Xi Ying swung her hatchet at the man who blocked her, causing blood to fly everywhere, while walking towards Shen He.
"White radish..." Shen He weakly raised his eyelids and looked at Xi Ying who came to him.
Xi Ying was wearing a sunflower suspender dress, and the skirt was stained red with blood.
The exposed skin was mixed with her own blood and that of others.
"Shen He, hold on, I'll come and bandage them for you after I kill them all." Xi Ying stood in front of Shen He and tilted her head slightly and said to him.
Xi Ying must kill all these men, otherwise they will not let her and Shen He go.
"Kill her!" Wen Shan screamed, gritting her teeth and covering her blind eye.
The men raised their weapons and ran towards Xi Ying.
Xi Ying's eyes were filled with blood, and her hand holding the hatchet tightened.
He raised the knife and dropped it, decisively.
Suddenly, the stage became a shura hell.
Xi Ying stood there like a sharp knife. As long as someone came forward, he would kill that person without hesitation.
She didn't move because Shen He was behind her.
She would not expose Shen He to the attack range of these people.
Five minutes later, there was a river of blood.
The corpses of dozens of men were piled at Xi Ying's feet.
Xi Ying's right hand seemed to be glued to the handle of the hatchet, and the index and middle fingers were already exposed.
She raised her blood-stained eyes, looked at Wen Shan, who was about to climb to the edge of the stage, and said, "Do you have any other options?"
The audience under the stage had already dispersed and was deserted.
The hall was eerily quiet at the moment.
Snap, snap, snap.
Suddenly there were several bursts of applause.
Xi Ying looked towards the source of the sound.
The man who had rescued Wen Shan from prison was walking over with a sinister smile on his face.
"He He, you are great." The man walked to the bottom of the stage and praised Xi Ying.
Xi Ying looked at him coldly.
"Master, Master, please save me, Master!" When Wen Shan saw the man coming, she crawled off the stage and came to the man.
"Hey, why are you blind?" The man asked pretending to be distressed after seeing Wen Shan's miserable condition.
"It's all because of her!" Wen Shan pointed at Xi Ying angrily, "Master, you must help me take revenge!"
"Oh, it turns out it's because of her." The man suddenly realized, then grabbed Wen Shan's hair and waved the clown mask off her face.
The mask fell off and touched the iron plates in Wen Shan's eyes, causing her to scream in pain.
"He He, let's play a game." The man pulled Wen Shan's hair and said to Xi Ying.
"How can we play games without an audience?" Xi Ying narrowed her eyes.
She deliberately asked the man to reveal the whereabouts of the audience.
This man is very weird and perverted for sure, and he seems to be the mastermind behind everything.
If that's the case, then he shouldn't let the audience leave safely, right
Xi Ying doesn't want to keep any of those scum.
"They are all here. I have locked the exit. No one of them can leave without my permission."
Sure enough, the man gave the answer Xi Ying wanted.
The corners of Xi Ying's mouth gradually curved.
"How about it, do you want to play?" The man continued to ask, "I will kill her and save Shen He, but the condition is that you come with me to the next game. Otherwise, I will kill you and Shen He. "
Xi Ying let go of the hatchet in her hand and walked towards the man step by step.