Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 94 Execute. She is even better

Roy gave Emma a hard look.

But he wasn't stupid enough to stay here and think about dragging Emma to die together. He didn't believe that the supervisor's primary goal would be transferred from him to Emma.

A quarry dragging a heavy gallows with wounded arms and a scheming and swift quarry.

Which would you choose?

Of course, we must choose the former.

If the monster remembered the past again, even if he pulled Emma to die together, the monster would only grab him first and send him to the gallows.

According to Emma walking out so fearlessly, it means that the distance to the nearest gallows is enough for her to stand up from her serious injuries.

No matter how he chooses, he will die.

She is even better.

Roy had no choice but to gamble with all he had, and he himself had nothing valuable to pay for this gamble, and this gamble was his life.

Roy tried to run while dragging the heavy gallows, but the gallows was so heavy that it felt like a thousand catties.

If he ran rashly, he would most likely be strangled to death by himself, and he had to control his speed and slow down first when he stopped in an emergency.

Because behind his neck is a sharp blade emitting cold air, which can easily cut off a person's neck.

The gallows first strangles the person alive with a rope, completely breaks the bones, and then places a sharp blade on top of the person on the gallows.

After the bone is strangled, the blade will automatically fall, cutting off the survivor's head.

And Roy couldn't lift or support the weight of the gallows with his hands, and he couldn't escape at all. The rope around his neck was already tight.

After he tried to run again, the rope was tightened a bit, and he felt that he couldn't breathe.

His face was flushed, and he opened his mouth wide to take a greedy breath of air, but he found that he couldn't get any oxygen at all.

oh god.

Who will save this poor hapless ghost.

Emma quickly hid in the shadows formed by the mutual covering of the trees. For some reason, the moonlight suddenly shone in through the layers of dense branches and leaves of the forest.

And the moonlight shone on Roy.

In this way, she can clearly observe his every move.

Oh, it really looks like those who are about to be redeemed by God.

Emma snorted.

It's ridiculous.

Those who have committed heinous crimes deserve to stand in the light, while those who are clearly innocent but are charged with crimes can only linger in the shadows.

Oh.

forgotten.

Looks like he's guilty too.

Emma smiled indifferently.

But there was a strange emotion dormant in her eyes, and she felt a tightness in her chest.

She seemed to feel a sudden rush of guilt.

"Mr. Roy, you have to know that I have done my best and fulfilled your wishes to help you. Whether you can escape is none of my business."

She stubbornly said this sentence over and over again in her heart, as if it could alleviate the tightness in her chest and reduce her sudden sense of guilt.

(When people are under the light, what they expose is their false side.

Only in the dark will he tear off his mask.

Please face yourself. )
After Roy tried several times to break free from the shackles of the gallows and escape to no avail, he chose to give up.

The supervisor has come to him.

in front of regulators.

He is like a weak little lamb.

Like tiny ants.

Can be easily massacred or crushed to death.

He fell to his knees decadently, the moonlight shining on his already pale and bloodless face.

Although his face has been through many vicissitudes, it still has an indescribable sense of beauty.

It was not the dawn that greeted him.

But the moonlight on a dark and cold night.

Pale people lose hope of life.

His eyes dimmed, and he looked up at the place where the moonlight came in.

He seemed to be remembering something.

"When will the dawn come?"

Before he finished speaking, the supervisor picked him up with one hand, together with the gallows that bound him.

The lifted gallows returned to normal operation, the rope continued to shrink and tighten, and the blade was facing Roy's neck.

It is conceivable how powerful this regulator is, and they simply cannot contend with it head-on.

And when the supervisor was carrying Roy and wanted to find a new gallows, Roy looked at the world as if nostalgic, and then closed his eyes tiredly.

"If you make a mistake, you should pay back."

His tone of voice seemed to be decades old.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of bones breaking could be heard, and the sharp blade on the gallows fell automatically, chopping off Roy's head.

"Gudong."

With a muffled sound, Roy's head fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out and sprinkled all over the place where Roy was, as if a coquettish flower had bloomed.

　I think I am very diligent/bushi
　　
　
(End of this chapter)