Ma Sanleng was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. He scrambled away as fast as he could in his life.
The broadsword spun 360 degrees in the air before finally embedding itself between Ma Sanleng's legs with a snap.
Ma Sanleng: "!!!"
The man with the buzz cut: "!!!"
Other young people: "!!!"
A cold sweat broke out on Ma Sanleng's forehead. He looked angrily in the direction from which the broadsword had flown. Just as he was about to curse, he saw Zhang Juan walking towards him with a dark face and a menacing air, leading several outsiders.
The words that were about to come out were swallowed back instantly. A sense of unease suddenly rose in Ma Sanleng's heart. He gave Zhang Juan an awkward smile and said, "Sister Juan, what are you doing?"
"Throwing knives around all the time is so dangerous! If I hadn't dodged it, I would be dead..."
Zhang Juan sneered, "Aren't you still alive?"
Without beating around the bush, she pushed Zhong Xueliu, who was following behind her, forward, then stared intently at Ma Sanleng and said in a deep voice, "Will you confess honestly on your own, or will I beat you up until you confess?"
Ma Sanleng's heart sank. He subconsciously feigned ignorance, a look of confusion appearing on his face at the opportune moment: "Explain what? Sister Juan, what did I do!"
He protested, "Sister Juan, I, Ma Sanleng, have always respected you enough! If I did something wrong, why don't you just give me a quick death? Why are you shouting and threatening to kill me for no reason!"
The crew-cut man, who had narrowly escaped death, wiped the sweat from his brow and couldn't help but chime in for Ma Sanleng: "That's right, Sister Juan, what did Brother Ma do? He pulled out a knife as soon as you came over."
Other villagers were also very curious, but due to Zhang Juan's authority in the village, they did not speak up in her defense.
"Alright, looks like you've chosen the second path." Zhang Juan nodded, offering no explanation, and rolled up her sleeves as she walked towards Ma Sanleng, clenching her fists and launching a punch.
Zhong Xueliu was dumbfounded.
Is it really that rough?
Feng Langqing could understand. From Zhang Juan's words just now, it could be deduced that Zhang Juan was in charge of such a large village as Panlong Village.
When a woman is in power and wants to control her subordinates, especially the men, she has to be a bit harsh, otherwise she will easily be suppressed.
For them, sticks and fists are far more effective than reason.
Ma Sanleng never expected Zhang Juan to actually hit him like that, showing no mercy even in front of outsiders. He was immediately beaten and howled, his face flushed red with shame and anger: "Sister Juan! Zhang Juan! Stop hitting me! If you hit me again, I'll hit you back!"
"Go ahead and fight back! Did I tell you not to fight back?" Zhang Juan sneered, her hands becoming even rougher and heavier.
Ma Sanleng was truly enraged by her attack and clenched his fists, wanting to retaliate.
However……
Counterattacks are pointless.
He punches people in the chest with his little fists.
Zhang Juan is Iron Fist Bang Bang Bang.
Ma Sanleng: "..."
Holy crap, what did this woman eat to grow up like that?! How can she be so strong?!
Ma Sanleng couldn't take it anymore and cried out repeatedly, "I'll talk! I'll talk! Stop hitting me!"
Zhang Juan grabbed him by the collar, threw him to the ground, and clapped her hands: "Fine!"
She gestured slightly with her chin toward Zhong Xueliu: "Come here and ask."
"You little brat, answer honestly, or I'll break your legs if I find out you're hiding anything from me!"
Ma Sanleng grimaced, clutching his aching face, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, but he dared not argue back.
Zhong Xueliu sensed the chilling malice emanating from him, frowned, and asked, "Those human bone dolls from R country in Xia country, did they come from you?"
"When did they approach you? What did they promise you? Besides those human bone dolls, what else did they ask you to do?"
Ma Sanleng knew he had been exposed the moment he heard Zhong Xueliu's first question, so he kept his mouth shut and was initially unwilling to speak.
Zhang Juan didn't say anything, but picked up the large knife from the ground, picked up a stone, and slowly sharpened the knife.
Nan Yuanman stared at the large knife in Zhang Juan's hand with bright eyes. "So cool! I want it!"
Ma Sanleng: "..."
He gritted his teeth: "...They came from me. They didn't ask me to do anything, just to find a way to sell these dolls to other people."
“They told me that as long as I sold those dolls, they would take me out of the village to live a life of luxury.”
This offer was too tempting for Ma Sanleng! Especially after that person showed him the prosperity of the outside world, he could no longer stay in this poor and impoverished mountain village.
The man with the buzz cut and the other villagers didn't react at first. When they heard clearly which country Zhong Xueliu was referring to, the man with the buzz cut's face changed: "R-country... Brother Ma, are you crazy?!"
"They're the ones who made us like this! How could you possibly help them? What they did! Could it possibly be anything good? You're so foolish!"
Zhang Juan still held a sliver of hope, but the moment she heard Ma Sanleng admit it, she closed her eyes and, without a word, slapped him hard across the face.
She didn't hold back at all in that slap, sending Ma Sanleng flying two meters before stopping.
Ma Sanleng screamed and scrambled to his feet, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with his teeth.
Ma Sanleng looked at Zhang Juan with a mixture of surprise and fear, his neck stiff, and he mumbled incoherently, "Zhang Juan! You can't hit me! I didn't do anything wrong! What I did was for the good of the people in our village!"
"We've been trapped here for a full hundred years! Do you know how much the outside world has changed?!"
“Those kids outside, every single one of them can be dressed neatly and cleanly, go to school with their schoolbags, eat meat candy until they're sick of it, and don't even have to worry about what to eat every day! But what about us!”
“We’re out in the fields from the moment we open our eyes, we’re always hungry, we barely eat any meat all year round, and we’re so stingy with salt. I’ve had enough of this kind of life that I can see the end from the beginning! I don’t want to live like this anymore!”
"Go ask the others, do they really want to continue living this miserable life, soaked in bitter herbs?!"
Zhang Juan didn't answer, but gripped the large knife and walked towards him step by step.
When Ma Sanleng met her chilling gaze, his scalp tingled with fear. He yelled at the top of his lungs, "My grandmother and your father are the ones who have a grudge against the Japanese! They're the generation that died! What does that have to do with my generation! Why should I pay for their hatred?!"
Zhong Xueliu's expression changed instantly, revealing a look of disgust.
Zhang Juan gripped the large knife tightly, laughing angrily: "If I had known you were such a beast, I shouldn't have spared your life for Grandma Ma's sake."
"But it seems that you've lived long enough, having lived for a hundred years, that you can even say such things that would be condemned by the heavens."
Ma Sanleng: "!!!"
As if anticipating what Zhang Juan was about to do, he didn't utter a sound, got up, and was about to run away.
He was no match for Zhang Juan. She quickly caught up with him, pinned down Ma Sanleng's shoulder, and plunged the knife into his back!
"Click"
Inside the flying zombie's nest, a red rag doll that had been roughly stuffed into a corner burst open.
The next second, Ma Sanleng, who had been stabbed in the heart by Zhang Juan, vanished from her sight in an instant.
Zhang Juan: "!"
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