Before the woman named Xiao Wu could answer, Niu Xuan led a group of his underlings into the villa.

Upon entering the villa, they heard groans. Niu Xuan shone the light in the direction of the sound.

There lay a gaunt old man on a sofa, and the painful groans were coming from his mouth.

The old man was none other than Liu Zhiwei, the former chairman of the supervisory committee!

At this moment, Liu Zhiwei was no longer the spirited man he once was. Now, his eyes were filled with despair, and his face was as pale as paper.

Ever since Ling Feng shot him with more than a dozen marbles, his wounds became infected due to limited medical resources, and his entire back is now rotting. He has to endure excruciating pain every moment.

Because of the lack of food, his concubine only gives him half a piece of bread a day, which has caused him to be unable to stand up now.

The person has been tortured beyond recognition!

All he wants now is to die quickly and be free from this burden!

Who are you?

Looking at the group of people who had suddenly appeared in his house, Liu Zhiwei asked weakly.

"Old man, we've come to borrow some food. If you know what's good for you, hand over your food, or don't blame us for being impolite!" Scarface brandished his machete, his tone threatening.

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhiwei's previously lifeless eyes instantly filled with excitement, and a blush crept onto his pale face: "Kill me! Please, kill me! I've been wanting to die for a long time."

Liu Zhiwei's words instantly stunned Scarface; it was the first time he had ever encountered someone who was deliberately courting death.

At this moment, Niu Xuan put his arm around Xiao Wu's waist and walked to Liu Zhiwei's side. He could see that the man in front of him was extremely weak: "Old man, as long as you hand over the food, I'll give you a quick death, how about that!"

When Liu Zhiwei saw his woman being embraced by another man, a feeling of humiliation welled up in his heart. He had lived a glorious life, but in the end, he had ended up like this.

Not only was he suffering from illness, but his woman was also taken away by someone else.

However, he then thought that since these people were all fighting over food, why not shift the blame and kill that brat Ling Feng, letting them fight like dogs?

And then there's Ling Yutang. If he hadn't dragged me into this mess, I wouldn't be in this state now. If I'm not having a good time, he shouldn't be either!

"Our family's grain is not enough to fill your teeth, but I know someone who has a lot of grain stored up!"

Upon hearing this, Niu Xuan's eyes gleamed. His men consumed a considerable amount of food every day, and without food, they wouldn't risk their lives for him.

Whose house is it?

"Ling Yutang, his family lives in building 80, the last villa in this community!"

After listening to him, Niu Xuan looked at the woman in his arms and asked, "Do you know where Building 80 is?"

The woman nodded, somewhat frightened.

"lead the way!"

After saying that, he led a group of people outside. Seeing that they were leaving and didn't intend to pay him any attention, Liu Zhiwei, sitting on the sofa, became frantic and shouted hysterically:

"Stop! Stop! Kill me! You promised to give me a quick death!!"

However, no one paid him any attention, and soon he was alone in the room. He cursed them resentfully, "Bastards, you'll all die a horrible death!"

"Hahaha, you'll all die a horrible death, waaaaah..."

Unfortunately, no one would ever respond to him again; only his pitiful voice echoed through the villa!

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After leaving Liu Zhiwei's house, Niu Xuan, led by Xiao Wu, headed towards Ling Yutang's house.

The group quickly arrived at Ling Yutang's doorstep. To save time, Niu Xuan ordered his men to smash the door open.

Several henchmen started smashing things up the gate, and the loud noise woke up Ling Yutang and his family.

Ling Yi and Ling Ke'er both ran downstairs to check the situation. Ling Yutang also came downstairs with Wang's help. At this time, Ling Yutang's condition was not much better than Liu Zhiwei's.

His right leg and right hand were both injured by Ling Feng's arrows, and he did not receive timely medical treatment. Now his right leg and right hand are completely useless, and he walks with a limp.

Ling Yi looked through the peephole and saw the crowd banging on the door outside. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he almost peed himself.

"Mom and Dad, there are dozens of people outside, what should we do!"

Ling Ke'er said, "Dad, let them open the door. If they come in, we'll be in even worse shape!"

Ling Yutang sighed: "Yi'er, go open the door for them."

Ling Yi was somewhat reluctant, but he was the only able-bodied man left in the family, so he had no choice but to go alone.

He mustered his courage and walked to the front door, then carefully opened the door.

"Damn it, you're taking so long to open the door, do you want to die?!"

Scarface kicked Ling Yi against the wall, causing Ling Yi to fall to the ground in pain, curled up on the floor, sweating profusely.

"What right do you have to hit people!"

When Ms. Wang saw her precious son being knocked to the ground, she went forward to argue with him.

Scarface looked at the middle-aged woman who was walking towards him with a fierce expression, and slapped her across the face.

"Smack!"

Wang was stunned by the slap. The force of the blow made her stagger and almost fall, her cheek burning with pain.

Realizing what had happened, Wang flew into a rage. Always domineering, she had never suffered such humiliation before, and charged at the scarred man.

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