"Ahhhhh!!! Boss!!"
The one-eyed henchman let out a shrill scream that sounded inhuman! The warm, sticky substance splattered on his face caused him to collapse instantly!
"Sorcery! It's sorcery!"
"Run! Run fast!!"
The remaining dozen or so bandits were terrified! A tremendous fear gripped their hearts like a cold, giant hand! Food! Vegetables! They forgot everything! All they wanted was to escape this monster!
Escape from the terrifying woman who took their leader's head in an instant! They screamed and turned to run away!
However, Jiang Chan's eyes remained completely unmoved! She had long anticipated this outcome! Five years into the apocalypse, she knew these desperate criminals all too well!
Letting them go is like releasing a tiger back into the mountains. They will be like hyenas that have smelled blood, gathering more accomplices and making a comeback, bringing even greater trouble and slaughter!
They may not come back now, but after they leave, this scourge will continue to wreak havoc on others...
Cut the weeds! We must eradicate them completely!
She didn't pause at all!
Click! Click! Click! The distinctive, teeth-grinding sound of a shotgun ejecting and reloading rang out rapidly!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gunshots rang out like the death knell, coldly and rhythmically tolling along the riverbank! With each boom, a blinding cloud of blood exploded behind a fleeing bandit! The immense impact slammed them to the ground! The screams ceased abruptly!
The one-eyed henchman had only taken two steps when he felt as if he had been hit in the back by a battering ram! He was thrown forward, a bowl-sized hole exploding in his chest, with fragments of his internal organs mixed with blood spurting out!
Another man wielding an iron spear had half his head disappear! The gunfire was dense and precise! Without the slightest hesitation! Without the slightest mercy! Like a ruthless harvesting machine! Less than ten seconds!
The last gunshot ceased! The air was thick with the acrid smell of gunpowder and the overwhelming stench of blood! On the riverside open ground, apart from Jiang Chan and the crowd behind her, not a single bandit remained standing!
A dozen or so corpses lay sprawled in pools of blood! Their deaths varied, but all were extremely gruesome! Shattered heads, pierced chests, torn limbs... Blood flowed freely across the ground, pooling into dark red, nauseating mud!
A strong smell of blood filled the air.
Thump!
A villager dropped his hoe, his face turned ashen, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, his stomach churning, and he vomited with a loud "whoosh!"
"Ugh..." The sound of vomiting seemed contagious! More and more people couldn't help but bend over and dry heave! Their faces were deathly pale, and their whole bodies were trembling!
Looking at that bloody battlefield, looking at that slender figure standing in the blood and smoke, expressionless as she put away the "iron rod"... the expectation and trust just now have all turned into a deep-seated fear!
A fairy maiden… no! A killing goddess! She reaped lives with a wave of her hand, as easily as crushing ants! That cold gaze, that ruthless slaughter… sent chills down their spines even further than those of the bandits!
Chen Yan's face was also pale. He suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, and his hand holding the knife trembled slightly. His gaze towards Jiang Chan was extremely complex, containing shock, lingering fear, and an indescribable...awe.
Jiang Chan seemed oblivious to everyone's reactions. She put the shotgun back into her spatial storage, her voice still calm, even tinged with weariness: "It's alright."
Her gaze swept over the bloody mess and the vomiting, limp crowd, and her brows furrowed slightly. "Old Sun, Chen Yan."
"Yes...yes!" Old Sun jolted awake, forcing himself to stand up straight, his voice trembling.
“Take some men and go to the deserted village,” Jiang Chan pointed into the distance, “Dig a pit. Dig it deep. Bury these corpses…”
"Buried...buried?" Old Sun's legs were trembling as he looked at the pool of blood and corpses, his scalp tingling.
"Yes. Bury it." Jiang Chan's tone left no room for argument. "Or are we going to leave it to feed the wolves? Or just let the body rot here?"
Her icy gaze swept over the crowd: "No one is allowed to utter a word about what happened today! Keep it to yourself! Anyone who dares to utter a sound..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but her cold gaze said it all.
"Yes! Yes! Fairy! No... young lady!" Old Sun trembled with fright and hurriedly agreed.
"Chen Yan, keep an eye on things. Dig deep and bury it properly," Jiang Chan said to Chen Yan.
Chen Yan took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent emotions, and nodded emphatically: "Understood!"
Soon, under the command of Old Man Sun and Chen Yan, a group of villagers who were terrified were forced to endure their nausea and fear, dragging their weak legs, and began to dig a few hundred meters away from the deserted village.
Jiang Chan stood a short distance away, looking at the group of villagers whose faces were as pale as ghosts, and she sighed softly.
In this chaotic world, to preserve this hard-won peace... some blood must be shed. Some paths can only be walked this way.
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