While shouting, Widow Wang deliberately took a few steps closer to those people, as if she was going to fight them to the death.
However, her steps were still a little unsteady, after all, she was still very scared, but in order to cooperate with Yao Qingshuang in acting, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go ahead.
In this cramped and dim courtyard, there is a dull and oppressive atmosphere.
The others were already dissatisfied, and now they took advantage of this excuse to start shouting and yelling. The noisy sound instantly filled the entire space, as if it was going to overturn this dilapidated place.
The leader, who already had a fierce look on his face, became furious when he saw the chaos at the scene.
He suddenly stretched out his big hand to his waist and pulled out the long sword with a "swish". In the dim light, the blade flashed with a terrifying aura.
He glared with his huge copper bell-like eyes, his face trembling with anger. He shouted, "Be quiet! You ignorant bastards! If anyone dares to cause trouble here again, I will immediately send him to see the King of Hell and let him reflect on his mistakes in the underworld!"
When these harsh words were shouted, everyone was like a duck with its neck tightly strangled. The noisy noise that was just now stopped abruptly, and the whole room suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Seeing this, the leader nodded slightly in satisfaction, a smug sneer stretched across his lips, and then he shouted at the top of his voice: "Let's start eating now! Listen carefully, adults get one steamed bun, children get half a steamed bun, don't think about eating more, and don't be picky! After dinner, children, stay indoors and don't go anywhere. As for adults, get to work quickly. If anyone dares to be lazy, don't blame me for being rude!"
When the steamed buns, which were still emitting a little heat, were placed in a simple basket on the ground, everyone's attention was instantly attracted to it.
It was not until they saw the food that they realized their stomachs had been growling with hunger for a long time. The sounds rose and fell, as if they were playing a sad song of hunger.
The flames of desire instantly ignited in their eyes. They no longer cared about any rules. Like a group of starving wolves discovering their prey, they rushed forward madly, shouting, stretching out their hands, and began to snatch the steamed buns desperately.
For a moment, the crowd was in chaos, pushing and pulling, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
"Everyone line up! No rushing!" The leader yelled at the top of his lungs. His voice tried his best to penetrate the noisy crowd, but it was instantly drowned out by the clamor of people scrambling frantically, and few people could hear it clearly.
Seeing that these people were so difficult to control, the leader's face turned red and his eyes were full of anger and ferocity.
He suddenly raised the knife in his hand, which was shining with cold light, and swung it fiercely in the air a few times. Then he chopped it down mercilessly at the people in front who were fighting fiercely.
"Ah--" Following a few shrill screams, those men were instantly chopped to the ground. Blood gushed out from their wounds, staining the dusty ground beneath their feet red.
They lay on the ground, twisting their bodies in pain and letting out heart-wrenching howls. The sound echoed in the already chaotic yard, making people terrified.
The rest of the people were stunned by the sudden bloody scene. They were all frozen in place as if they were under a spell.
The hands that were frantically grabbing just now froze in mid-air. Everyone stared at the leader with wide eyes, not daring to make even a sound. The whole yard instantly fell into deathly silence, with only the painful groans of the people lying on the ground still ringing faintly.
"Everyone, line up, or you won't be able to eat!" The leader still looked at them sternly, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to be able to freeze the cold air even more, making people shudder.
After experiencing the previous chaos and bloodiness, everyone now finished their meal obediently.
Although that pitifully small steamed bun could not fill my stomach, it at least temporarily suppressed the ever-present hunger.
The leader stood in the middle of the room, his eyes sweeping across everyone's faces one by one, finally landing on a few older people.
He raised his chin slightly, pointed his finger at the elderly people, and said in a gruff voice, "You guys, stay and take care of the children. Keep an eye on these brats and don't let them run around. If anything goes wrong, don't blame me for being rude!"
When the old men heard this, although they looked tired, they could only nod in agreement silently.
Then, the leader waved his hand and led the rest of the people out of the house in a mighty procession.
The heavy footsteps gradually faded away, and the room suddenly seemed much emptier.
Yao Qingshuang watched all this quietly at the side, and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.
She originally thought that these people were cruel and brutal and would do whatever they wanted, but she didn't expect that in this seemingly chaotic and disorderly arrangement, there would actually be a human side revealed.
The fact that they would specifically ask someone to stay behind to take care of the child somewhat changed her impression of these people.
Those young children were already filled with fear of this strange and depressing environment. At this moment, they watched their parents being driven away from them step by step by the leader, and their little hearts were suddenly filled with great panic.
Their pink little faces wrinkled up in an instant, their little mouths opened, and they burst into tears with a "wow".
The crying was clear and loud, revealing endless grievance and fear, and it echoed in this slightly empty house, as if it was going to blow the roof off.
The other children were trying hard to suppress their inner anxiety, but when they heard these children crying out first, their suppressed emotions were immediately aroused.
They seemed to be infected and started crying too. For a moment, the whole house was filled with crying sounds, one after another, making people's heads buzz.
The leader was already upset, and the incessant crying of these children made him even more upset.
His already ferocious eyes became even more ferocious, and the veins on his forehead bulged out.
He rushed to the front in just a few steps, raised his big hand like a palm-leaf fan, and slapped the children who were crying fiercely several times.
"Pa! Pa! Pa!" The loud slapping sounds were particularly harsh in the room. Red handprints instantly appeared on the little faces of several children. They were a little dazed by the beating, and their crying stopped briefly. They stared at the leader with wide eyes in horror, with tears in their eyes, but they dared not cry loudly anymore. Their little mouths were still twitching, and they looked extremely pitiful.
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