Chapter 37
Silent Fang Xin
The small river lies between the village and the town.
It took Fang Xin 15 minutes to reach his destination by snowmobile.
When she was a child, she often came to the river and used a broken net to catch some small fish and shrimps.
Then she would roast it secretly and eat it. Once caught by Old Man Fang and Old Lady Fang, they would beat her up. After being beaten so many times, she learned to run away and ran all over the village.
No matter what, she would still eat it secretly next time and never take any back.
Gradually, people in the village knew about her situation, and from time to time someone would secretly give her some food and clothes.
Fang Xin suddenly thought of someone. How could she have forgotten him? The village chief of their village.
When I was a kid, I always touched and searched her. Later when I grew up, I realized that it was called obscenity.
Whenever Fang Xin thought of this incident, he felt as disgusted as if he had eaten shit.
It's time to settle this account.
There is absolutely no need to keep this kind of garbage!
You should go to the 18th level of hell.
So Fang Xin turned a corner and headed straight for the village.
The village chief's house is the fifth one on the east side of the village.
There was no light on in any house, and only a few had a faint fire.
The whole village was quiet, without even the barking of dogs.
The door of the village chief's house could not be opened for a while, it must have been locked from the inside.
Fang Xin directly took out the alloy dagger, thrust it into the crack of the door with all his strength, and used his wrist to cut the door lock.
Crunch!
The sound was so deafening that it made the hair on the neck of everyone in the room stand on end.
In less than a minute, the door lock was successfully cut open.
I didn't go in immediately after opening the door. The noise from prying the door open was so loud that the people in the house must have been alerted.
To prevent a sneak attack, Fang Xin took out a flashlight and shone it into the house.
A blinding light came on, and several people in the room raised their arms to cover their eyes.
Fang Xin saw three people standing in the room, each holding a different weapon.
The woman holding the kitchen knife should be the village chief's wife, and the other one holding the shovel should be their son.
The one holding the sickle is the village chief. I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes.
"Who are you? There is no food in my house. Get out of here!"
Fang Xin ignored the village chief's timid expression and strode in.
"Don't move, or I'll kill you."
"There are three of us, hurry up~"
Fang Xin ignored him and went into the house and closed the door.
After closing the door, Fang Xin approached the village chief's son at high speed without saying a word and kicked the iron chain away. He turned around and took out a sharp dagger, turned around and raised his arms high.
Phew!
The dagger was firmly lodged in the neck of the village chief's son.
Blood gushed out, the village chief's son's face was filled with fear, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
Now that you're here, there's no need to waste time talking, just do it.
The village chief's son had been a rascal since he was young, always leading a group of kids to bully her.
Relying on the fact that his father is the village chief, he acts tyrannically in the village.
Fang Xin pulled out the dagger, and blood spurted out like an arrow.
This was not the first time she stabbed someone in the neck, so her technique was quite skillful. She went straight for the aorta and killed the person with one strike.
The latter instantly covered his neck with both hands, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
His whole body kept twitching.
The village chief opened his mouth with a look of astonishment. Normally, he had a very bad temper. He relied on his position as the village chief to use the power in his hands to do his best to embarrass others.
Now he had completely lost his former dignity and was completely dumbfounded as he watched his son die in front of him.
The woman stared blankly at her son lying on the ground for a while, then suddenly let out a sharp howl.
Fang Xin was startled.
The woman mechanically stepped forward and hugged her son.
"My son~"
"Why did you kill my son?"
"If you want to kill, kill me, why kill my son?"
"I'll fight you~"
The woman screamed hysterically, stood up and chopped towards Fang Xin with a kitchen knife.
Fang Xin clamped his left hand tightly around the skinny wrist of the woman holding the knife and pulled it outward with force.
The woman felt pain and the kitchen knife fell to the ground with a bang.
He raised the dagger with his right hand and stabbed it into the woman's neck.
Phew!
Blood gushed out.
Fang Xin pulled out the dagger, and a trail of blood splattered. The woman fell limply to the ground, her eyes wide open and she was dead.
Is the woman innocent?
No, she is not innocent.
She has chosen to stand on the side of evil. Although she did not commit evil together, she is an accomplice of evil. The silent good people are the allies of evil!
The village chief was so frightened that his legs were shaking. A strong smell of urine filled his nose and he dared not take a single step forward. "Who are you?"
Fang Xin stepped forward and kicked his sickle away.
The village chief's hand was hurt from being kicked. He covered his wrist, endured the pain, and spoke again, "Who are you? How have I ever offended you?"
Fang Xin had no intention of taking off his mask to recognize the other person.
If you want to take action, just take action. There is no need to argue. Just achieve your goal. It doesn't matter whether he understands it or not. As long as you understand it, it matters.
Fang Xin rounded his arm and slapped him hard.
Bang!
There was a crisp sound of slapping, and the village chief staggered back two steps.
The village chief was very confused. His head was buzzing and full of confusion. He had no time to grieve for his son and daughter-in-law. He was filled with fear. He didn't want to die!
"I really don't know you, there is no grudge between us..."
Bang!
Before he could finish his words, Fang Xin made another big move.
The village chief's head was severely tilted by the blow.
Fang Xin used all his strength to kick sideways with his right leg.
Bang!
With a dull thud, the village chief was kicked to the side, and his head hit the stove beside him with a bang.
Bleeding immediately started to flow from my head.
The village chief struggled to sit up, leaning his back against the stove, breathing heavily.
"Spare my life!"
"Please!"
"I really don't know you!"
"I have some supplies at home, I'll give them all to you."
"Don't kill me!"
Fang Xin walked forward without saying a word, grabbed his collar, and regardless of his struggle, smashed his head hard against the stove.
one time!
one time!
one time……
The village chief's head was smashed to pieces like a rotten watermelon, with all red and white mixed together.
The latter stared with bulging eyes, full of resentment and fear.
Fang Xin shook the blood off his hands in disgust, took out a disinfectant tissue and slowly wiped it, then wiped the blade clean.
He threw the blood-stained tissue on the village chief's body and walked away.
Start searching the house.
Found half a bag of rice and most of a bag of flour hidden in the closet.
Fang Xin carried a bag of grain in one hand and walked out of the village chief's house and climbed into another family's yard. This time she was not here for revenge. She placed the two bags of grain at the door of the family.
When she was a child, Aunt Zhang always secretly gave her food, and her son even helped her in fights. He was the only one who was willing to play with her and go up mountains and down rivers with her.
When her son was young, he was carried by his mother-in-law to attend a wedding banquet. The old man at the same table made him drink a glass of strong liquor. Her mother-in-law ignorantly praised her grandson for his good alcohol tolerance and did not seek medical treatment in time.
Since then, the child's brain has been burned and his reactions are always slower than others.
No matter what Aunt Zhang's mentality was back then, she didn't want to make malicious assumptions about others. These two bags of food were just a repayment for the kindness she received.