Chapter 77: Each Cleans the Snow Before Their Own Door

A cold wind blew through, reducing Brother Dabi to terrified howling. Consumed by extreme fear, he could only desperately beg for mercy, filled with immense regret. Of all the slums available to rob, why did he have to choose a villa that looked so menacing?Also, this woman was truly a Devil, a Devil who killed without batting an eye! Gou Yitian was right; her entire family was twisted! What normal family would create traps with nails in them? Who would deliberately make so many large nets? Who would hide so many crossbows? This woman even wore a gun on her hip—wasn’t the rice at home good enough that he had to come and rob... "Oh right, I forgot there are still two people inside and another eight outside." Jing Shu turned and used the net to fish out two people from the pond. The bright villa lights illuminated Jing Shu’s devilish figure, and the vegetables that were once lush and green were now stained red with blood. Brother Dabi pounded at the golden ring on his foot, wishing he could chop it off with a knife and run away, just like the saying goes: Once you put on the golden ring, you’re no longer mortal; you cannot touch a single worldly desire... When the blood-drenched bodies were fished out of the pond, Brother Dabi abruptly stopped crying and even burped. Jing Shu forcefully knocked the various fish off the bodies with a stick and shook them. Instantly, fish of all sizes fell back into the water. Then, from the peaceful pond, even more vicious fish erupted, opening their mouths and biting down on the corpses again. The woman frowned slightly, prodded the two bodies with the stick, and with a THUD, tossed them beside Brother Dabi, splashing water on his face. "Fat chicken, come here, eat," the woman said, plunging the spade into holes, one after another. Brother Dabi could hear the SPLOSHING sound from within. Those inside were certainly dead beyond doubt. A huge chicken scurried over, and after the woman removed its spiked helmet, it furiously pecked at the fish on the bodies. In no time, the fish and flesh from the bodies were gone. He opened his mouth wide, staring at Wang Qian’s half-eaten body, his stark white bones exposed. Li Rui had only his upper body left—his lower half was completely gone. Now, his body was being pecked into a sieve by the chicken. Brother Dabi finally understood how those sieve-like wounds on the bodies earlier were made. At the sight of the contorted, struggling expressions on the faces of the two men, captured in the moment before their deaths, Brother Dabi finally vomited with a retch, even his bile spewing out. "No, she’s not a Devil, they are Devils! I want to go home! Please let me go, I’ll do anything!" The remaining seven or eight alive vomited at the sight of this brutal scene, crying while they did so. This place was Hell, too terrifying. Those who still had the strength struggled to crawl away, attempting to extract their feet by any means possible. They thought they’d found easy prey today. They believed the apocalypse had arrived. They had brandished knives and slaughtered countless families, thinking not even the police could touch them, that they were invincible. But today, they met Devils—one that killed without blinking an eye, whose fish could eat people, whose chicken also ate people, and whose owner was an even more bloodthirsty lunatic. Even the apples were likely poisoned. Seeing that all they offered were pointless words—either begging for mercy or cursing, none inventive enough to be a revelation—Jing Shu couldn’t be bothered to speak further. She began to systematically deal with them. She broke the necks of the dead and the not yet dead alike. Brother Dabi watched as everyone else was killed off, knowing he was next, and in his terror, he stammered, "I can... I can take you... to kill... to kill Brother Ri... They’re at... Building 2, there are 15 people there, and... and another 40 or so... scattered across the other buildings." Jing Shu stroked her chin, pondering for a moment. "Why bother with such trouble? Just call and lure the people from Building 2 here." Brother Dabi swallowed nervously, his eyes darting about. "And the people from the other buildings?" "Why should I care about them?" Jing Shu snorted coldly. If someone had previously stepped forward to unite and fight against these people, I might have just caught them all in one fell swoop. Since that’s the case, then we’ll each just clear the snow from our own doorsteps. Oh, rescuing Wang Qiqi could be considered. I’ll ask about the situation in a bit. In a pile of bodies, Brother Dabi tremblingly dialed the number while looking at the woman sharpening her knife. His trembling intensified. The woman frowned. She’s so fierce! "Act more convincingly." The woman was highly impatient. Brother Dabi’s voice began to quiver as well. "Hello, Da Bi? How’s it going?" Laughter and jeering, along with a woman’s half-dead moans, came from the other end of the phone. "Success, of course it’s a huge success!" Brother Dabi’s voice uncontrollably shook. "Then what’s with your voice?" Brother Dabi suddenly burst into tears. Just when the woman frowned, deciding to leave no survivors, Brother Dabi bought himself a little more time to live: "Da Ri, there’s not only an energy vehicle here but also a pool full of water! There are so many fish in the pool, and there’s an apple tree with lots of apples, and an old hen, SOB SOB SOB... I’m too excited." The fish eat corpses, the apples are poisonous, and the hen kills people, SOB SOB SOB, it’s too horrifying! "Alright then, make sure you’ve got everyone under control. Gou Yitian wants that woman, so we’ll set up our headquarters in the villa and then go from house to house, not sparing a single one." Brother Dabi cursed thousands of times in his heart. It was this idiot who made me encounter a Devil tonight! Still, he said, "Okay, hurry over to divide the supplies, and make the others keep watch." BEEP BEEP. The phone was hung up. Jing Shu took the phone and searched him again to ensure he had no other communication devices. Then, she flipped the trap switch open, dragged him out like a small chicken, tied him up with more rope, and tethered him next to the chicken coop. After that, Jing Shu threw the bodies into the pit one by one. The traps outside the door were repaired. Mr. Jing rearranged the traps inside and also collected all the arrows. Then, the lights were turned off. The villa plunged back into pitch darkness. Jing Shu stood beside Brother Dabi, placing the knife to his neck. "You know what to say later, right?" Brother Dabi stiffly nodded. Soon, footsteps could be heard, along with the faint glow of cell phones. "Is it here?" "Brother Dari, that bitch is right here," Gou Yitian said excitedly. Jing Shu nudged Brother Dabi. "Da Ri, is that you? Hurry up! The brothers are all waiting for you!" Brother Dabi called out loudly. "Why does it smell so heavily of blood?" Da Ri frowned. He then realized, Da Bi brought over forty people. Some might have died, but it seems too quiet, doesn’t it? This isn’t their usual style. As Da Ri felt something was off, Gou Yitian had already kicked the door open. "Brother Dabi, you’ve kept that woman for me, right? Today, if I don’t torment her worse than Wang Xue Mei, I won’t deserve the surname Gou!"