Never divorce, never stop getting rich

Mao Dong had a splitting headache. He seemed to have something happen, but it also seemed like nothing happened.

He shook his head and looked around dizzily, and found himself standing on the street where he usually collected protection fees.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly and it was almost noon.

"Brother! Brother, this is the protection fee that a few brothers and I just collected. Please take a look!"

While Mao Dong was in a daze, a familiar-looking man ran over and stuffed a bag of silver into his arms.

"You..." Mao Dong took the silver and was about to say something when he heard a commotion behind him and a lot of people came over.

As soon as he turned around, several people dressed as officials tied him up with ropes.

At this moment, his originally confused mind suddenly became clear. Mao Dong shouted in shock, "What are you doing? Why are you arresting me? Do you know who I am?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you're bullying the villagers, you're exploiting the common people, take them to Caishikou and execute them!"

"what?"

Hearing his captors say this, Mao Dong was immediately frightened out of his wits. He struggled hard and shouted:

"Behead? Why? I haven't committed any serious crime. And you're beheading me without even trying the case. You're flouting the law!"

The people who arrested him didn't say much. They tied him up in no time, dragged him onto a cart, and took him to Caishikou.

Mao Dong was busy all the way, cursing and begging for mercy, but unfortunately no one paid any attention to him.

The small vendors he used to be familiar with all followed the cart, throwing rotten eggs and rotten cabbages, and the girls he had teased no longer cried.

Instead, everyone was smiling as they watched him rush to the execution ground, and no one seemed to show any regret or sadness about his impending death.

"Is that Mao Dong on the execution platform?"

Mao Dong was forced to kneel on the execution platform. When he heard someone asking questions from above, he almost jumped up and replied:

"Master, I am Mao Dong. I am Mao Dong. My father is a constable, and my aunt is the concubine of my young uncle. I have been wronged. I am really wronged!"

A man in official uniform behind him opened a confession sheet, tapped his handprint on it and said:

"You collected protection money on the street, exploited the people, and molested women, nearly causing a death. Beyond that, you organized a brawl and bullied innocent people. You've already put your fingerprints on it, are you still trying to deny it?"

"It wasn't me who pressed it, it wasn't me!"

Mao Dong caught a glimpse of the shiny broadsword from the corner of his eye and roared with his calves shaking.

"Master, I want to sue Mao Dong. He relies on his relationship with the royal family to work as a lackey for those powerful people. He often eats from our shop without paying!"

"I'm going to sue him too. He got drunk and got into a fight with someone, breaking the furniture and utensils in my food shop, and he still hasn't paid any compensation."

"Me too……"

"He's not even human..."

The official was furious. He slammed the gavel and shouted, "How could there be so many injustices? Come, change the beheading to quartering and quartering. Carry out the execution immediately."

"What? So casual? Help, help!!!"

Mao Dong collapsed to the ground and was dragged to the nearby square like a dead dog. Five cows came from nowhere and were led to five directions of the square.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

Mao Dong's limbs and head were tied with ropes, and the other end was tied to the five cows, just waiting for the order to be torn into pieces.

"and many more!"

Mao Dong looked up with all his strength, and saw that his usual twenty or so friends had come. He was so excited that his face was full of tears. After all, they were good brothers who could save his life at the critical moment.

"Sir! Please help us. If it weren't for Mao Dong, we would be nothing more than idle wanderers.

But now we're following him, full of bad habits, bullying the good and fearing the bad, harassing the people, and even asking us to collect protection money!"

"what?"

Mao Dong almost vomited blood. He was tied up in the air with ropes, his eyes were red. He didn't expect that his once good brother would stab him in the back at this time.

"In that case, let's change it to Lingchi."

The adults didn't think there was anything wrong with changing the method of execution.

Mao Dong almost fainted. He cursed his old friend with tears and snot, and was then sent to the execution platform again by the yamen runners.

He was tied to a pillar with his clothes half undone, and the executioner was a dwarf holding a blade.

"Don't worry, I'm very skilled. Without 3600 knives, you won't die."

The dwarf scraped the blade with his fingertips and gave a sinister smile.

"Don't come over here, help me, you are taking human life lightly, I don't deserve to die, I don't deserve to die!

How can you judge a case like this? I want to file a complaint with the emperor! Ahhhhhh!!!"

Qian Qiansui was standing in the crowd with the virtual steward of Xumi Illusion. Upon hearing the screams from the stage, he couldn't help but shield his eyes with his sleeves and muttered softly:

"Oh my, this is so brutal!"

The virtual butler always maintains a warm smile.

"With such a strong force, he won't be killed, will he? He's the only student in our academy! It's not easy to recruit students, butler."

Qian Qiansui seemed to have just remembered it and asked worriedly.

"Please rest assured, host. We are a legitimate virtual system and we always pay attention to the user's status and health. There will absolutely be no death or madness. Please rest assured, host.

If we use our Xumi Illusion correctly, we can also heal our body and mind and treat mental illness~"

The butler's unchanging smile made Qian Qiansui feel a little creepy.

"Can't your virtual world GM appear more humane and realistic?"

It is future technology after all, so why is AI still the same as it was in her era?

"No problem. If the host wants to get smarter AI and better services, please upgrade the Xumi Illusion System. For specific details, please contact the main system." The butler gave Qian Qiansui a stiff wink.

Qian Qiansui shuddered and came to his senses. Not only was she poor, she was also in debt. Getting her to spend money was harder than killing her.

Mao Dong, who suffered the pain of slow slicing, lost consciousness, but when he opened his eyes again, he was standing on the familiar street again.

In the distance, his brother was holding a purse and running towards him excitedly with the same running posture and the same smile.

"Brother! Brother, this is the protection fee that a few brothers and I just collected. Please take a look!"

"I look at your mother's head!"

Mao Dong raised his arm and slapped his brother in the face. Then, feeling still not satisfied, he kicked him.

He kicked and cursed, "I told you to betray me, you're so bold, and I instigated you to do bad things, you are not a good person!

I'm going to kick you to death today for betraying me! I'm going to kick you to death!"