The victims were also frightened by this sudden change, and some timid ones retreated and ran away.

The remaining majority of the victims were stunned and did not know what to do for a moment.

Song Xile shouted, "Surrender your weapons and we won't arrest you."

Seeing this, the people of Songjia Village also shouted loudly, "Surrender your weapons and we won't arrest you! Surrender your weapons and we won't arrest you!" Then they chased after the people who were fleeing.

When two sides are in confrontation, the most important thing that cannot be lost is momentum.

The victims were already hesitant due to Song Xile's persuasion, and now seeing that the other side had archers, they were so scared that they immediately dropped the wooden sticks in their hands.

Some of the victims were so frightened that they ran around, while others squatted on the ground trembling.

The Qiao brothers led their men and caught the person who had just instigated the crowd without much effort.

A disaster was averted by Song Xile.

She glanced at Qiao Da and signaled him to take the captured person away.

Then he said to the trembling victims: "Don't be afraid, I promised you that I would find a way for you to survive."

"I'll have someone light a fire and cook some porridge in a bit. Everyone, please stay here tonight. I hope you guys will trust me."

The victims, who were originally ready to flee, stopped moving when they heard about food. They had only eaten one black steamed bun today and were already starving.

At this moment they didn't care whether this man would call someone to arrest them.

Filling their stomachs is their only concern now; they no longer have time to worry about whether they will be cheated.

Seeing that he had convinced the victims, Song Xile asked his father to go back and prepare food.

Then he said to the Song clan leader: "Grandpa clan leader, please stay here with all the uncles. There are so many disaster victims. We must go to the county government to register them tomorrow. We can't just let them go."

Chief Song nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, girl, leave this to me!"

With so many disaster victims gathered in one place without food, the destructive power is quite large. As an old man with a little knowledge, I cannot watch these people harm the village.

Moreover, the villages nearby are all related, and he doesn't want to see what happened today happen again.

In just a cup of tea, the Song family father and his two sons pushed a cart over. On the cart were two bags of grain, two large pots, and a cart of pumpkins with seeds removed.

As soon as the trucks loaded with food were delivered, the victims' eyes were all glued to them, and some even couldn't help but want to rush forward and snatch it.

Song Xile was also worried that these people would not be able to suppress their inner desires and would rush up to snatch things.

The victims were divided into groups of 50, with two team leaders selected from each group to manage their team members. If anyone disobeyed the discipline, the entire team would be punished.

After finishing the things here, Song Xile hurried back home.

At this time, all the people who had just been kidnapped had their hands and feet tied and thrown into the utility room.

Song Xile walked straight up to Manager Zhou, who had his eyes closed and a pale face. His trembling eyelids at this moment had already exposed his heart that was trying to remain calm.

At this time, the arrow in Manager Zhou's body had been removed by Qiao Da, and the wound on his chest had been bandaged with white cloth.

Song Xile said coldly: "Tell me, who assigned you here!"

She was answered with silence.

Song Xile was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party and simply stepped on his wound.

The screams, like those of a pig being slaughtered, pierced the night sky, and Manager Zhou could no longer pretend to be dead.

He twisted his body desperately in pain, trying to escape Song Xile's torture, but he was tied up and had injuries on his body, so he couldn't shake Song Xile at all.

Song Xile looked down at the miserable Manager Zhou with cold eyes and threatened: "You better think about it. There are so many people here. Do you really think that if you don't say anything, others will keep their mouths shut like you?"

Manager Zhou gritted his teeth and said angrily, "I am just an ordinary disaster victim. How dare you wantonly take my life!"

Song Xile was so angry that she laughed, "Do you believe what you said?" She kicked his fat body and said coldly, "Do you want me to throw you among the real disaster victims to compare with you?"

Song Xile took out the dagger he carried with him, squatted down, and patted Manager Zhou's face with the dagger that was shining coldly, "I'll ask you one last time, who instructed you to incite the disaster victims to come here?"

"You only have one chance, so you have to think it over carefully."

Manager Zhou snorted and said with his neck stiff, "No one ordered me to do this. If you have the guts, kill me!"

The lives of his family are in the hands of the Zhou family. How dare he reveal the mastermind behind the scenes?

The few people who were arrested with Manager Zhou kept silent when they saw that Manager Zhou didn't say anything.

At this time, Qiao Er stepped forward and said, "Leave such trivial matters as questioning to us brothers. You two should go out and wait for a while. The scene will be very bloody in a while."

Song Xile nodded obediently, and the couple walked out of the utility room.

The two did not walk far, but just stood with their backs to the door.

Waves of painful wails came from the room, and it was obvious that the people inside were suffering inhuman torture.

Chen Yunyou, who was standing by, saw his wife's pale face and couldn't help but hold her hand and comforted her softly: "You did nothing wrong in this matter."

What happened today was obviously premeditated. If we want to prevent such things from happening again, the best way is to catch the person behind the scenes.

Song Xile held her husband's hand and smiled back.

Soon, the people inside could not hold out for more than half a cup of tea, so the Qiao brothers invited the two of them over.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Xile smelled a strong smell of blood.

Following the scarlet bloodstains on the ground, Manager Zhou, who was lying on the ground, looked even paler, as if he had been pulled out of water. He was sweating coldly and was shaking like a sieve.

"Well? Are you willing to confess now?"

People who have been on the verge of death obviously don't have the courage to die again.

This time, Manager Zhou was very cooperative and explained everything in detail.

Song Xile was so angry that he was almost amused. It was really like "There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, but there is no door to hell but you insist on breaking in!"

The county magistrate was just having trouble figuring out how to deal with the Zhou family, but they took the initiative to hand over the evidence.

It just so happens that there are so many disaster victims who need relief, and the poor people in the jurisdiction also need to be resettled. It would be a shame not to slaughter this fat sheep that has been delivered to the door!

Song Xile rummaged through his pockets, pulled out a bottle of hemostatic medicine, and handed it to Qiao Da, "Don't let anyone die!"

Qiao Da took the medicine and said, "Don't worry, my lady. We brothers are all very cautious in what we do and we won't endanger her life!"

Song Xile nodded, "In that case, I'll trouble you two first. Let's lock him up here today, and report to you in detail tomorrow and then deal with him."

Song Xile had just finished interrogating these people when there was a commotion coming from outside the door.

Song Xile didn't bother to stay here any longer, and the couple hurried out the door, not knowing what had happened.

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