On the shaded side, a man in black clothes was lazily sprawled on the counter, like a drying fish. He suddenly propped his head up with his chin and looked at the crowd watching below the execution ground.
"It's been over an hour, and no suspicious person has appeared. My body is about to melt~"
The man glanced to his left, where a man with a solemn expression stood, and to his right, another man who looked like a wooden statue.
"Hey, can you two say a few words to me? It's so boring!"
"The execution ground is a solemn place. Maintaining silence is the highest respect for the deceased."
"I agree."
The two of them echoing each other made the atmosphere even more awkward.
"Sigh, you guys wait slowly. I need to take a bath. Look, my skin is getting wrinkled. Goodbye."
The man rubbed the drooping skin on his face, his eyes listlessly following the dark clouds drifting across the sky, wishing for a torrential downpour.
However, rain in the desert was undoubtedly a luxury.
The man on the left shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, half your body is already in the water, what more do you want to soak in?"
He pointed to the man's seat. In front of him was a waist-high tub, and the man had already submerged himself from the crotch down into the water.
"If the City Lord finds out, he'll probably deduct a month's salary."
"No, more than two months."
The man covered his ears, shrinking entirely into the large tub, no longer showing his head. Strangely, not only did this man not drown, but he actually became much more energetic from being in the water.
At this moment, three men in shackles suddenly appeared below the execution ground.
"Dead fish, stop playing. There's movement."
"Yeah, three men who don't want to live have arrived."
The man called 'Dead Fish' then slowly poked his head out. He saw that three people had indeed appeared below the execution ground. It was clear that the snake woman was not among them.
"You guys go, I'm not interested in this kind of trash."
Dead Fish man retracted his head back into the tub, truly blowing bubbles like a fish.
The other two men also remained silent. The executioner slightly raised his eyebrows, his expression becoming extremely grim.
"Instructor, these three fools have indeed come," the executioner whispered as he walked past the instructor's side. "Instructor, some things will happen whether you want to see them or not. You taught us that the ultimate goal of martial arts is for righteousness. But I am dull; I have spent countless nights tossing and turning like a lost child, wondering what this righteousness truly is. Finally, I've gained a little understanding."
The executioner suddenly raised his battle saber. The three men below the execution platform froze. One of them shouted, "Hold the blade!"
Before the words were even finished, the executioner's saber had already swung down!
But the instructor's head was still firmly on his neck. What was cleaved was the iron chain that bound the instructor.
"Pan Fatty, what are you doing!" The instructor did not get up but instead firmly gripped the executioner Pan Fatty's hand.
"Rescuing the execution ground! Saving the instructor, this is my righteousness! I apologize!"
Pan Fatty grabbed the instructor by his collar and, with almost all his strength, threw him out. The three men who were storming the execution ground were stunned and immediately understood. They caught the instructor and rushed to flee.
However, at this moment, the waterlogged Dead Fish man emerged from a fish tank outside the execution ground, which was feeding three-tailed red carp, and effectively blocked the path of the three men.
"Water Mirror Teleportation? Amazing, amazing. Dead Fish, do you really think you can stop us three?"
The man who spoke wore a pair of Xuan Tie gloves, his face bore a ferocious expression, and his cheeks were blood-red. He was Kang Ge'er, the East Gate Guard of the underground passage, the Mighty Iron Fist.
"That's right, relying on me alone might be a bit difficult. However, with this thing, you won't have much of a chance."
Dead Fish man took out a prepared ultrasonic device. "This little thing can instantly make you worse than ordinary people."
The executioner was currently engaging the two black-clad men, buying them time. Kang Ge'er and the other two immediately dispersed, attempting to use a triangular attack to avoid the ultrasonic waves.
"It's useless, you guys go quickly, don't mind me!" The instructor roared at Kang Ge'er.
"Boss, didn't you always say that if you don't try, how do you know it won't work? You taught us this, and as your disciples, we must keep it in mind."
After Kang Ge'er finished speaking with a憨 smile, he put the instructor down and, with his iron fists flying, struck Dead Fish man with a force that could crush rocks. However, Dead Fish man was unharmed. The fist passed straight through his body, and he was splashed with water from Dead Fish man's body.
"Body of Flowing Water?" Kang Ge'er tried to retract his fist but found it was already stuck by the water within the opponent's body!
"You have some knowledge, but you're finished."
Dead Fish man said this nonchalantly. Viscous droplets were about to reach Kang Ge'er's nostrils when a scorching hot flying arrow grazed Dead Fish man's cheek. The heat of the flame immediately tore through his facial skin. Kang Ge'er also took this opportunity to break free from Dead Fish man's grip and quickly flashed to Ji Mu, the South Gate Guard.
Ji Mu placed his hand on Kang Ge'er and used fire to dispel the moisture from his body. Just as he was about to attack again, a terrifying pressure descended upon them!
At that moment, the wind and clouds converged, sand flew wildly, and Dead Fish man suddenly knelt down, shouting loudly, "Welcome, City Lord!"
The man in the suit and leather shoes brushed the sand off his leather shoes. He didn't look at the three people on the roof at all, but spoke in a detached tone, "The Four Great Gate Guards are missing the snake woman. Don't you think it's sad, Instructor? Your past affections with her are also nothing more than that."
"I never expected her to come back to save me. She is a pitiable woman. Ten years ago, I couldn't protect her. Ten years later, even if I die, I will exchange it for her lifetime of freedom!"
The instructor blocked the three men behind him but heard the City Lord's sigh.
"Very good," the City Lord waved his hand, and a battle saber landed in front of the instructor. "You are a warrior, worthy of an honorable death."
As soon as he finished speaking, the City Lord also received a battle saber from a guard.
"Thank you." The instructor took the saber, pushed the three men back, and then, with agile steps, drew a straight line on the ground with his battle saber. The gust of wind seemed to lift the blade upwards. The entire movement was fluid and precise, carrying a mad killing intent.
The City Lord lazily raised his saber. Who knew the force with which the instructor swung his saber was so great that it immediately knocked the City Lord's saber away. Before the three could cheer, the City Lord's large hand had already pierced through the instructor's back.
"Instructor, saber techniques are meant for killing. Your benevolence cannot save you."