Zuo Ling's eyes turned cold.

A fierce-looking woman, hands on her hips, pointed at Pei Nansheng and said arrogantly, "You scared away my rabbit, you have to take responsibility and give me back the dog."

Xiao Hao shouted, "The waterfall belongs to our family. Why should we compensate you? Don't even think about it."

The woman scolded, "You little brat, you've learned to lie! That rabbit is clearly mine, when did it become yours?"

Zuo Lingyin replied with a sinister smile, "Look at the two ounces of flesh on your body, do you even deserve to own my waterfall?"

The woman paused for a moment, then turned to see who was speaking.

Upon spotting the waterfall in Zuo Ling's arms, he turned his attention to her: "Give me back the rabbit!"

Half the villagers stared at the smooth, glistening waterfall, swallowing their saliva, while the other half stared at the snowy night like wolves, constantly licking their lips, probably thinking about how to cook it.

Sensing hostility, Xueye growled and lunged forward.

Given Pei Nansheng, Xiao Hao, and Xue Ye's skills, the villagers shouldn't have been able to stump them. It was probably Pei Nansheng who took pity on them, which is why they were stuck here.

Too lazy to waste words with them, Zuo Ling fired the Binding Immortal Ropes with both hands simultaneously, and the villagers were caught off guard and bound one by one.

Seeing that things were not going well, several people tried to run away, but were knocked down by the electric batons thrown by Zuo Ling.

With a roar, he charged forward, pounced on a villager, and pinned him down, scaring the man into a scream that soaked his pants.

The remaining men realized they had messed with someone, and they all begged for mercy. Zuo Ling rewarded them with a hard slap each, and then tied them up.

The world is tough, and evil people are everywhere. If he is evil, you should be even more evil, and he will immediately back down.

But if you can't outdo them in evil, they'll bare their fangs and gnaw you down until there's nothing left but bones.

After gathering the twenty-odd people together, Zuo Ling put on a gas mask and told Pei Nansheng and Xiao Hao to step back.

They repeatedly used gel pills and pepper pills on the villagers' faces and bodies, firing a total of seven or eight shots.

First, my whole body ached, then I couldn't see, my body and eyes felt burning, and tears and snot streamed down my face. Finally, I felt scared.

"Young lady, we were wrong. The rabbit isn't ours. We were greedy. Please forgive us."

"Young lady, we were wrong, please forgive us."

"Girl, we were wrong, we were wrong, we'll never do it again..."

"..."

Zuo Ling ignored them, and led the twenty-odd people together, dragging them along like dead dogs.

It was hot, and the villagers were all dressed in shorts. The ground was covered with sand and gravel, causing their skin to be scraped and in pain. The villagers were really scared and howled even louder.

“Shout louder, and bring all your fellow villagers here. I want to see if they will rescue you, or if you will end up like me, left behind.”

Zuo Ling's voice was so cold it could freeze.

Most of the villagers fell silent, but a few continued to wail. Immediately, someone shouted, "Shut up! Do you want us all to die together?"

The one who cried the loudest was the woman who claimed the rabbit belonged to her family.

One person cursed:

"Old Liu's wife, you still have the nerve to cry? It's all because of you, you stupid woman. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be in this situation."

The woman fell silent after being scolded, but she still couldn't stop sobbing a few times.

Zuo Ling sneered: "Not bad, a few of them know what's good for them."

It didn't sound like they were going to be killed, and some people started begging for mercy, but Zuo Ling ignored them. When she got annoyed, she kicked them twice.

Taking the rope from Zuo Ling, Pei Nansheng felt utterly useless; he had to rely on his sister to handle such a trivial matter.

There were more than twenty people, which was quite a lot, but seeing that Pei Nansheng didn't seem to be struggling, Zuo Ling let him have his way.

They dragged the villagers to a stop 30 meters away from where they were barbecuing.

"Stay put. If you dare to spoil my fun, I'll kill you all," Zuo Ling said fiercely.

They took out a large military tarpaulin and covered all twenty-odd people with it.

Rain tarpaulins won't kill you, but they can be really uncomfortable.

The villagers, who were blind, muttered to themselves, "What kind of torture is this? It's damn wicked."

After all that work, the meat on the grill was burnt, which broke Zuo Ling's heart. "My famous lamb!"

Feeling embarrassed, Pei Nansheng quickly tried to make amends by removing the burnt parts and putting some more mutton on the fire to roast.

Zuo Ling set up the pastry stand and dining table, and after a lot of fuss, the whole family was hungry and wolfed down their food.