"It’s all arranged."
"At dawn tomorrow, they’ll be directly escorted to the execution ground. The burial team is ready!"
"Understood!"
"I’m going into the Death Prison to take a look!"
"Please, please... this way."
Fang Che and three others entered the Death Prison area, filled with desperadoes, many of whom were once Jianghu experts.
Yet, after the four entered and circled around, not a single person dared to speak!
Each one lowered their head upon eting their gaze, trembling all over.
It was a kind of heavy Evil Qi cultivated from an unknown number of killings.
And it was the kind of Evil Qi that had just been unleashed in killing, not yet retracted!
Terrifying!
As soon as the four entered, all the death row inmates felt like the Soul Hooker had co in. That feeling was real and undeniable.
Only after the four completed their inspection and silently exited did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"My God, who were those four that just ca in..."
"So frightening!"
"Especially the one leading them; when he walked past , I didn’t even dare to breathe."
"I really peed myself just now... Thought today I’d be dead inside, only to et the Soul Hooker and still pissed myself..."
"..."
Speaking of the journey, they all fell silent.
Everyone sighed.
Just then, a voice ca from outside the Death Prison: "Did Fang Che just co by?"
"Yes, Chief."
"To take people?"
"Yes."
"... This kid has gone mad with killing. Next ti he cos, send soone to secretly inform ."
"Yes, Chief!"
Zhao Shanhe arrived.
Everyone in the Death Prison was heartbroken, with no expectations, for after all, they were all sentenced to death. They were bound to die sooner or later.
Heard Zhao Shanhe’s voice asking from outside: "Give the list."
"Here it is. Currently, only over sixty have been selected."
"Hmm, that’s quite a few. Continue to observe."
"Yes."
Inside, everyone beca curious: What list?
Then they saw the door open, and Zhao Shanhe walked in.
Holding a list in his hand, he said with his hands behind his back: "Tomorrow, a group is heading out. As usual, I’m here to see you. If there’s a next life, hope you can be a good person."
This was an old saying.
Whenever there was a mass execution, the Chief had to co and speak. Many long-term inmates had heard it several tis.
"Now, nas that I read, switch cells."
Zhao Shanhe unrolled the list and began to read: "Qian Buduo, Li Chengyun, Zhou Dunlin..."
He read out sixty nas.
All showed signs of remorse, and initially committed cris not involving the grueso killing of ordinary people. They all had a common trait: they nearly all possessed a skill.
The guards went over, opened their respective cells, and let these people out.
Then removed their leg irons.
Anyway, their cultivation was restricted.
They lined up in six rows in front of Zhao Shanhe.
The sixty people all looked at Zhao Shanhe with eyes like dead ashes.
Not knowing why they were being let out. Were they not going to be executed tomorrow? Why bother re-imprisoning?
"You were originally going to be executed tomorrow. But sothing has happened, and perhaps... you have a chance to survive."
Zhao Shanhe said: "So, you’re being re-imprisoned."
This one statent was earth-shattering.
All the death row inmates were shocked!
Was such a good thing possible?
The sixty also suddenly looked up, eyes shining brightly, breathing rapidly: "Commander Zhao, is that true?"
"Naturally."
Zhao Shanhe said: "You’ve committed capital cris, but you haven’t stained your hands with innocent blood of civilians."
"However, you cannot be easily forgiven. This ti, due to chance and fortune, you have an opportunity to redeem yourselves and live, but it is not an acquittal. I hope you understand."
"Understood! As long as we can live... I’d do anything!"
" too! too!"
For inmates about to be executed tomorrow, what’s most important? Even to live an extra hour, they wouldn’t choose to die imdiately!
Life!
"General Zhao, we want to live too! Please give us a chance!" Countless prisoners were desperately pleading.
But Zhao Shanhe remained unmoved, telling the sixty in front of him: "Can’t let you go out, you still need to stay in the Death Prison. First, preparations outside are still underway. Second, you need to realize how fortunate it is to be alive."
He quickly instructed for the sixty to be taken into five large cells.
These were already the most spacious places.
The sixty were emotionally stirred, tears flowing like rain: "Thank you, Chief!"
"No need to thank . First, preparations are still underway and nothing is settled. If eventually denied, you might not escape the blade. Second, this is not my doing. It was suggested by Captain Fang who just ca in."
Zhao Shanhe instructed the guards: "These sixty people, get them dical treatnt if needed, ensure they eat well, and do not mistreat them. Try to restore their basic Essence Qi."
"Understood, Chief!"
"Hmm, I will check next ti I co."
Zhao Shanhe nodded to the sixty, turned, and left.
All sixty knelt orderly in their new cell, crying uncontrollably: "Thank you, Chief, thank you, Captain Fang..."
...
Zhao Shanhe ca out.
Fang Che was waiting under the tree.
"How did it go?"
"It went well!"
"Good."
Fang Che was about to leave.
"This kind of thing requires quite a bit of money," Zhao Shanhe said. "And, if they’re really taken by their parents..."
Fang Che calmly said: "First, we don’t have that many people available, which is why we reluctantly look for people here."
"Second... Commander Zhao, I admit you’re more experienced than I am, thinking things through thoroughly and leaving no gaps. During this ti, the argunts between us have indeed been just right, you’re a competent Chief, and I admire you; but you have a weakness."
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