Chapter 167 Severance
"All the supplies here were obtained by Brother Xiao through his own life-and-death struggles. What right do you have? What right do you have to talk about redistributing the supplies?!" In the end, Tong Yin's anger was directed at Li Wenhao.
Despite being scolded by a child's voice, Li Wenhao wasn't angry at all. He still had a smile on his face: "The supplies he brought back were originally meant to be distributed to everyone. He took care of all the dirty, broken, and useless things."
"Since he's happy to distribute them, then the supplies belong to everyone. However, who this 'everyone' refers to is up to me."
"What right do you have!" the child's voice roared.
Because their own interests were affected, many of those who had been feigning death began to speak out in support.
"Yeah! Why should we!"
"Once it's allocated to us, it's ours. What gives you the right to decide how to allocate it? Who do you think you are?"
"Exactly! I'm not going to give away what belongs to me!"
"Everyone, don't let that kid steal all our stuff..."
With a loud "thud," a bloody, mangled mess was thrown into the middle of the crowd.
The people who had just been indignantly jeering were suddenly terrified and scattered. After the screams and commotion subsided, everyone finally saw clearly what that mass of things was...
That man—he actually managed to get the baby out!
Before that, they only cared about supplies, and no one cared about the life or death of the "princess"!
"Why should I?" The man walked over with a smile. His clothes and hands were stained with blood, and the sharp dagger in his hand still gleamed with a bloody light.
"We can cut open your bellies, rip out your hearts, and sever your heads at any time!" the man said, standing next to Li Wenhao, his eyes gleaming with the same cold light as his dagger.
Not only this man, but all twenty men standing behind Li Wenhao drew their weapons. The weapons were of various kinds: daggers, sharpened steel pipes, and two of them even wielded multi-purpose military axes…
The people who had been making a racket just moments before suddenly fell silent.
Li Wenhao burst into laughter, his laughter filled with sarcasm: "Xiao Shiyang, look at the bunch of useless people you've raised! They're just wasting food by living!"
"We're useless, so what difference does it make what's between us?" Tong Yin was now extremely angry: "You call us parasites, but aren't you one too? Did you eat less or take less? With your meager water-based abilities, you think you're something special..."
Before the child could utter the word "ma," the sound abruptly stopped—a sharp ice arrow was already hovering between her brows.
Li Wenhao laughed: "A weak water-based ability? You might be disappointed, it's a dual water and ice ability! And—"
He moved his fingers, and the ice arrow suddenly changed direction, piercing heavily into the ground in front of Tong Yin's toes. With a "plop," the sharp ice blade pierced directly into the concrete!
The child's voice was stunned.
“Strictly speaking, Tong Yin, you’re not exactly useless. Your special ability is still quite useful. Consider joining us,” Li Wenhao calmly suggested.
Then his attention returned to Xiao Shiyang: "You can leave now with your people, but all the supplies must be left behind. After I take inventory, I will give you your share. As for what you do with them in the end, that's up to you."
"But my opinion is that you'd better stop supporting that bunch of good-for-nothings!"
"Why?" Xiao Shiyang looked up at Li Wenhao in confusion and asked, "From beginning to end, I have never done anything to wrong you, have I?" Not only that, but he also indulged him in every way.
"No?" Li Wenhao retorted, "Then how did my brother die?"
Faced with this question, Xiao Shiyang immediately fell silent.
Li Wenhao spread his hands: "You see, every time I ask this question, you fall silent. You all just say my brother sacrificed himself, but no one is ever willing to tell me how he sacrificed himself."
“I’ve only met you a few times before, but after my brother died, you were very good to me, exceptionally good. No matter how much I deliberately made things difficult for you, no matter what unreasonable requests I made, you would always agree.”
"Your kindness sends chills down my spine! And every time I ask you how my brother died, you just stay silent like a deadbeat! What do you think I'll think?"
Xiao Shiyang was utterly shocked: "You think I killed your brother?! How could you think that?!"
Li Wenhao shrugged: "Otherwise, what am I supposed to think? There are so many people in your unit, yet they keep coming here and fulfilling all sorts of unreasonable demands of mine? Tell me, what am I supposed to think?"
"Your brother sacrificed his life while on a mission..." Xiao Shiyang hurriedly explained.
But Li Wenhao waved his hand to interrupt him: "Alright, alright, you've said the same thing over and over again a hundred times, my ears are about to fall off!"
"You don't need to say anything more, okay?" Li Wenhao was clearly impatient. "How my brother died doesn't matter anymore. He's been gone for so long, and the apocalypse has come. I don't want to dwell on it anymore. The main thing is—I'm really too lazy to listen to your lies!"
"Let's get down to business. Are you leaving or not?" Li Wenhao began to urge him to leave.
Xiao Shiyang stood there, his lips moving as if he had a lot to say, but he also seemed unable to utter a single word.
At that moment, Mu Qingyu felt a little sorry for Xiao Shiyang.
What happened next was no surprise. Xiao Shiyang left dejectedly, and Tong Yin and two people who often went out with Xiao Shiyang chased after him.
The rest were basically the "trash" that Li Wenhao called them. They were searched by Li Wenhao's men, either willingly or unwillingly, and then kicked out of the theater.
No one bothered Mu Qingyu, so Mu Qingyu, Shen Zhuzhu, and Qian Zhong and Lao Ma standing behind her seemed to have formed a vacuum.
Then Li Wenhao walked towards Mu Qingyu.
"Grandma, what should we do? We didn't take any of their supplies. We brought them ourselves from the supplies you left with Guangyue," Qian Zhong said nervously in a low voice.
He didn't know if a fight would break out now, and whether Mu Qingyu could still wipe out everyone present like he did at Guangyue before. After all, Qian Zhong also knew that Mu Qingyu had taken them by surprise back then.
Seeing Li Wenhao approaching her, Mu Qingyu raised an eyebrow slightly.
Li Wenhao quickly raised his hand to his chest and waved it, saying, "Don't get excited! I don't mean you any harm!"
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