Chapter 787 My Eyes
The trees around moved without wind. Behind the group of wooden houses surrounded by fences, there grew a green bamboo forest. The straight bamboo poles gradually bent and cracked, as if they could not withstand the pressure. A bamboo slowly split into countless strips, like noodles, jumping on the roof.
The laughter slowly stopped, and the bamboo sticks came towards the men on the open space. They dodged in panic, but one of the men stood still and let the bamboo stick hit his back. His face was distorted and his eyeballs bulged, as if something was growing in his brain, and his two eyeballs were suddenly squeezed out of his eye sockets.
The beating with the bamboo stick was Anran's anger, and the person whose eyeballs were squeezed out was the masterpiece of Xiao Mint, who had never appeared in the car from beginning to end.
In the chaos, someone shouted, "Stop, stop, we are just joking, stop, let the two beauties down!"
Your move is extraordinary. Do you want to continue testing it?
None of us is a fool. Looking at the bamboo forests around us moving without wind, it is obviously the work of a master.
As they were talking, the net that was hanging An Ran and Zhao Ru was lowered, and the bamboo sticks on the roof stopped whipping. Someone rushed into the house and brought out Tang Siluo who was holding the child. Behind Tang Siluo were Zhang Boxun and several other men whose hands and feet were tied.
"My eyes, my eyes, oh, my eyes~~~~"
In the open space, the man whose eyeballs were squeezed out of his eye sockets was rolling on the ground, covering the two bloody holes on his face. He hadn't figured out what was happening to him yet. He just felt a severe headache, and his eyes went black, and he could not see anything.
Among the fallen leaves, An Ran helped Zhao Ru up, and picked off the fallen leaves on her body. Watching the ground thorns in front of her shrink, Gu Xiang grabbed Tang Si Luo's arm, brought her over, and walked in front of An Ran.
Zhen Xuejiu, carrying his luggage, hurriedly mixed in with Zhang Boxun and followed the other captives into An Ran's camp.
An Ran picked the last fallen leaf off her body before looking up at Tang Si Luo. Tang Si Luo's face was covered with traces of tears, and he was holding a large white towel in his arms. Inside the towel was a tiny, only slightly large baby. The child was not born full-term and looked about the size of a rabbit.
"Who does this look like?"
An Ran reached out and pushed aside the white towel in Tang Si Luo's arms, revealing a red-faced child. The child had his eyes closed and was asleep, but this child was not fully grown and was not her own. An Ran couldn't tell who looked like Lei Jiang or Chen Chaofa.
Tang Siluo had a depressed look on her face. She didn't say anything and didn't even look at the child in her arms. An Ran glanced at her, then let Tang Siluo hold the child. She got into the car awkwardly and sat in the passenger seat.
They only brought one car this time, so naturally they couldn't take so many people. An Ran looked at Zhang Boxun and the others. Except for their hands and feet being tied with chains, they didn't have any scars on their bodies. She thought that they must have been cured by Liu Shasha, so it shouldn't be a problem for them to walk back by themselves.
She nodded and looked at the small gathering of survivors again. She counted them around and found that there were only about 20 to 30 people, excluding the women and those still in the house. She said:
"It's not easy to survive in this world. Every group has its own way of survival. I won't stand on the moral high ground and point fingers at you. Let me just talk about what happened today. You didn't cause me any harm today, so I took one of your eyes today and that's fair. I won't hold you accountable for the rest."
(End of this chapter)