Then, he slammed the large bowl in his hand onto the ground with a loud crash.
He took big strides to stand beside the panic-stricken Lao Er, yanked the cloth from Lao Er's mouth, and roughly pressed his head down onto the table.
Lao Er was the burly black man who led the horse bandits to plunder and kill in Hu's Bay a few days ago. He never dreamed he'd end up in Long Yi's hands.
Seeing that his head was about to fall, he hurriedly shouted, "You Dog Official, you can't kill me, Big Boss won't let you off."
Upon hearing this, the county magistrate sitting above changed his expression abruptly. He hadn't expected the Executioner to remove the cloth from Lao Er's mouth, much less that Lao Er would have the audacity to roar at him when on the brink of death.
The Executioner didn't care about any of that. Mustering all his strength, he raised the knife and brought it down with a sharp crack...
"Rolling and tumbling!"
Lao Er's head fell to the ground.
