Clang…
The head fell.
The demon who had killed several women was finally dead.
Sun Xiaoyong's head rolled a few times on the ground. Under everyone's gaze, his fox face began to change and slowly returned to its human form.
Everyone was shocked and did not know what to say.
Madam Li spat coldly at that familiar face.
Madam Li spat on Sun Xiaoyong's head. Everyone fell silent for a few seconds before applauding Madam Li again, praising her for spitting well.
Jiang Zhengjun immediately instructed his subordinates to prepare diesel to burn Sun Xiaoyong's corpse in public.
The firewood was set up, and oil was poured on it. As soon as it was lit, the raging fire started.
Many commoners still had uncertainties in their hearts. They felt that Sun Xiaoyong's corpse might change. Even if he lost his head, he might still stand up and leave. However, in the end, nothing happened even when the flames gradually extinguished.
