Paying Your Life

Seeing that no one dared to respond, Fang Zilan couldn't help but chuckled, "There is a source of injustice and a debt. I originally planned to just protect the life of the chief and pay for Miss Yan'er. Now it seems that you all have to die."

She said as she drew her sword and shedded her sheath. Seeing that one of the men looked like a slut, she hurriedly reached out and pushed the man next to her out, "It's him, he is the chief security officer!"

The man who was pushed out waved his hand in horror, pointed to the man who pushed him out next to him and said, "It's not me, he is the chief security officer!"

Fang Zilan glanced at the two of them with disgust, and cut off one of the two of them with their hands as they were lifting their hands, one was the one who was pushing and the other was the one who was pointing out.

The air was filled with blood, accompanied by screams, Lin Jian, who was standing aside, was so scared that he hid farther away. Awan couldn't help but turn his head away.

"No matter how hard you speak, your tongue will not be able to be kept." Fang Zilan looked at the person in front of her leisurely, "And what I want to hear is not your screams like slaughtering pigs."

As soon as she finished speaking, the two men with broken hands bit their lips tightly and forced themselves not to make a sound. The scared woman suddenly murmured: "It's him, he is the chief security officer."

The woman said and pointed at the man who was pushing out at the beginning. The man's face changed immediately after being pointed by the woman, but because Fang Zilan held the sword on his side, he did not dare to have an attack, so he could only glar at the woman with anger.

Fang Zilan seemed to be intrigued. She walked up to the woman and pinched her chin, "Tell me, who are you?"

The woman stared at her in a daze, and said vaguely: "The other man whose hand was cut off by you is my brother, and the other is my son, and I am the wife of the chief security officer."

"It's indeed a family." Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "Including the sister of the chief secretary and her son, there are only six living people left in Linjia Village. It's such a cruel heart."

"What are you saying ruthlessly? I don't know!" The chasing chief retorted, and Fang Zilan curled her lips and smiled, "It's okay, you will know soon. After all, I'm more cruel than you."

The guard watched her approach her step by step, her legs became weak and she fell to the ground, and said incoherently: "Killing someone to pay for your life, how dare you kill us... Who are you?"

"You actually know that killing someone will pay for your life?" Fang Zilan smiled even more vigorously, and mentioned that the custodian walked to the mass grave. "Look at it carefully, how many people are here killed by you? Do you have so many lives to pay for them?

"What are you talking about? I... didn't kill anyone!" The chief surveillance desperately wanted to turn his head and not look at it, but she held it tightly and couldn't move.

"I'm about to die, I have to argue." Fang Zilan sneered, "I'll kill you and get dirty my hands. Forget it, you go and accompany them." She said, breaking the tendons of the chief's hands and feet, crushing the bones on his body.

Her movements were very fast, and the chief could not do anything except wail. The biting pain made him howl extremely shrill, which made the crows in the forest flap their wings and flew away, and the three people not far away were so scared that they plunged.

"Noisy." Fang Zilan said this word coldly, then cut off the chief secretary's tongue, and threw him down the mass grave with a light push.

"Don't worry, you won't die for a while, but it's only hurting for ten days and half a month." Fang Zilan paused and added: "It's hard to say. If the plague broke out quickly, you might not be able to stand for so long."

After she said that, she heard an anxious whimpering sound below, and was sad and sad. She turned around without caring, looking at the three people who were about to faint not far away, smiling cruelly and bloodthirsty, "It's your turn."

"Please, kill me!" The woman shouted loudly. The young man next to her just called out to his mother, but she held him to kowtow, "Please, kill us, we will be a cow and horse in the next life, and we will definitely atone for our sins!"

Fang Zilan stood in front of the woman and smiled slightly and said, "I don't believe in the next life, I only believe in this life." She sighed quietly, "It's a pity that Miss Yan'er has no such life anymore."

The woman kowtowed like a pound of garlic, "It's our fault that all the mistakes are our fault! We are stupid, ignorant and superstitious, so that we will kill her! Please, kill us, don't..."

"This world is really unfair. Miss Yan'er died early, but you have survived to this point." Fang Zilan said to herself as if she had not heard her words: "Since that's the case, then I will return this fairness to Miss Yan'er with my own hands."

She took out a dagger from her arms and handed it to the young man who was held down by the woman, "Kill your mother, I will let you go."

The boy looked up at her in shock, but saw her playing with the dagger with a look of embarrassment: "You don't want to?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, and saw her throw the dagger in between them, "I will give you three more chances. Whoever grabs the dagger and kills the other two, I will let him go."

As soon as she said that, almost at the same time, the man with a broken hand on the other side rushed over and held the dagger. The woman and the boy looked at him blankly, but he held the dagger mercilessly and stabbed the woman with it.

The boy quickly reacted and hugged the woman and went to the side, but the man still scratched his arm and screamed in pain.

Seeing that they avoided them, the man rushed forward with a dagger again. This time, in order to protect the boy, the woman was stabbed deeply in the shoulder.

"Mom!" The boy burst into tears, and the man stabbed the woman one after another. Although he stabbed the woman, the boy grabbed his wrist and the blade turned and stabbed him in his own eyes.

With a scream, the man covered his left eye with his only remaining hand. The boy took the opportunity to snatch the dagger and stabbed the man in the abdomen. The blood flowed like a tiny dyed the man's clothes red and the boy's eyes red.

The boy pulled out the dagger with red eyes and was about to stab the man's chest, but Fang Zilan pinched his shoulder and removed one of his arms from his hands, "That's all."

With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground. Fang Zilan leaned over and picked up the man's veins, dragged him to the mass grave, and repeated what he had done to the chief of war, crushed his bones, chopped his tongue, and pushed it off the mass grave.

The boy looked at the scene in amazement, and the woman yelled, "You didn't plan to let any of us go!"

"Yes. I just said that since the world is unfair, I will repay this fairness." Fang Zilan glanced at the blood stained with her fingertips, shook her hand and walked back, "Do you think that getting infected with a plague is the retribution for murder?"

"This retribution is far from enough." She walked up to the two and looked down at them with condescending attention. "You think why I did this is just to let you personally experience all the sufferings of the people in the mass grave."

The woman was trembling, and her voice was trembling violently, "What do you... mean?"

Fang Zilan: Killing someone to pay for his life? Yes. But I will decide the method of paying for it.
Chapter completed!