Chapter 91 Thirteen lives lost, you could die a hundred times and it still wouldn't be enough to satisfy my hatred!



"Not a single one can be missing! Spit them all out to me!"

"No, no! It's just, it's just you..." The village chief collapsed on the ground, his teeth chattering, still trying to deny his debt.

"Bullshit!"

Cuifang suddenly tossed her head, and her long, soaking wet hair wrapped around the village chief's neck like a venomous snake!

It tightened more and more, felt icy cold, and had a fishy smell!

"Uh...uh..."

The village chief's face turned purple, his eyes bulged out, and he frantically thrashed about with his hands and feet, feeling like his neck was about to break!

"Speak! If you don't, I'll strangle you!" Cuifang became even more ferocious.

"Speak...I'll talk!"

The village chief, his eyes rolling back in his head from being choked, managed to squeeze out the words:

"Three...three, including you, three."

Cuifang's hair had loosened a little, but it was still tangled.

Her frightening eyes turned to Aunt Wang, who had wet her pants:

"And you? You old hag! How many girls have you fooled with your lying mouth?!"

Aunt Wang was trembling like a leaf, her face covered in snot and tears:

"I, I just helped them talk, I promised them good families... and tricked them into marrying me. I tricked... five of them, waah!"

She was so scared that she burst into tears.

“And you!” Cuifang suddenly turned to the one-eyed man.

The one-eyed man's single eye was filled with fear. He wanted to hide behind him, but behind him were burning walls and scorching hot wooden pillars.

Cuifang's wet hand immediately reached out to the one-eyed man's blind eye.

My finger almost poked into his empty eye socket!

"ah--!"

The one-eyed man felt that his blind eye was hurting again, and it hurt terribly!

He was terrified, clutching his head and screaming:

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me! I'll talk! I... I brought these people back... I brought four... four women! Spare me! Spare me!"

As Cuifang listened to the numbers they stammered out, her resentment grew even stronger.

It suddenly got colder, and you couldn't even feel the heat from the fire anymore.

"Good! Thirteen lives, thirteen innocent souls!"

Cuifang's voice was as cold as an ice cellar, "You bunch of scum, you deserve to die a hundred times over!"

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