Quick Wear: The White-Eyed Wolf Punishment Plan

This small shed is called a shed, but it is just a pit about 1.3 or 1.4 meters high dug in an enclosed area, and then filled with discarded wooden boards and iron sheets to prevent them from escaping.

Such a space is tormenting just by looking at it. The moment you step in, the stench is so overwhelming that it makes you feel breathless.

Yan Siqing bent over, his eyes fixed on a little girl. The little girl was sitting on a haystack with her back to her, staring at the thick earth wall in silence.

There was a black and red scab on her ear, which was so scary that it made people feel sick. However, Yan Siqing did not feel sick, but only felt endless heartache. This little girl should be strolling around the campus and playing with her friends.

Your face should also be filled with a cheerful, innocent and childish smile.

Instead of being like stagnant water like now...

Thinking of what the villagers had just said, Yan Siqing knew that this little girl must have been 'bought' by that idiot Wang Er.

The other girls inside were so numb that it took them a long time to notice the arrival of their new companion. They just looked up at Yan Siqing blankly without saying a word.

Those eyes, which should have been bright and brilliant, were now so dark that not even a ripple could be raised, as if they already knew the outcome of their current fate - they had accepted their lot.

Yan Siqing clenched her fists, but the villagers escorting her were still trying to commit suicide.

"You bastard! What are you standing there for? Let me in!"

With a curse, he raised his leg to kick Yan Siqing on the back.

Yan Siqing turned around first, "Ugh!" and kicked the man hard against the wall.

The force was so great that the man didn't even have time to scream or look at the enemy opposite him. He just felt his internal organs dislocated and several ribs misaligned in his chest.

His blood vessels and trachea seemed to be punctured, making it increasingly difficult for him to breathe. He could only stare with his eyes wide open, enduring the long pain before death.

"Brother! Brother!" Another villager called him anxiously and shook his body frantically, but it was useless. The man still spat out a mouthful of blood and finally died completely.

Another villager glared at Yan Siqing, the hilt of the knife in his hand gripped in his hand, veins bulging in his forearm.

"You killed my brother! I want you to pay with your life!" While shouting, he swung the knife and chopped down at Yan Siqing.

The latter kicked him again, but this time with less force, causing the man to sit down with his back against the wall, exhausted.

The knife used for chopping wood fell aside. Yan Siqing picked up the knife from a distance, and it landed steadily in his hand. Then he walked towards the villager step by step.

The villagers who witnessed everything were almost scared to death. "You, you... a ghost,"

The screams stopped abruptly. Yan Siqing inserted the five-inch-wide knife directly into the villager's mouth, and then cut off the annoying tongue with a fancy cut.

"Ouch!" The great pain made the villager burst into tears, but he could not make a sound and could only make painful sounds from his chest.

Yan Siqing pulled out the knife, glanced at the tongue, and said to himself,

"Ghost? You guys are doing such a shameless thing, and you're afraid of ghosts? If ghosts really exist in the world, your entire village should be boiled in oil!"

But now she is here, a being more terrifying than a ghost, so putting her in a frying pan is still too easy for them~

The villager was speechless and just looked at her in fear. In his shallow understanding, he had already determined that Yan Siqing was a ghost, and a female ghost who was taking lives!

Seeing this guy moving his body in fear and trying to crawl out, Yan Siqing found it funny, "Why are you running? Didn't you just ask me to pay for your brother's life?"

The villager, concerned for his life, quickly shook his head, tears streaming down his face like they were free.

It's like saying, 'I won't dare to do it again, I won't dare to do it again.'

Yan Siqing's bewitching voice sounded, "You don't want me to pay with my life?"

The villager nodded quickly, "No, no, no!"

Yan Siqing's expression suddenly changed.

"But I want you to pay for the lives of those dead girls!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the knife chopped directly at the villager's arm, again and again, just like they had treated those innocent girls before!

Yan Siqing stopped only after the villager died. Looking at the blood at the door, he felt a little comforted.

When I turned around, I saw that all the girls in the shed stood up.

Due to the narrow space, they could only bend over, but the light in their eyes did not diminish at all. They stared at her steadily, as if stagnant water had finally stirred up waves.

Yan Siqing looked at them tenderly and said softly, "Girls, let's go home."

The big knife cut the hemp ropes that tied the girls, and the rescued girls went to help others in the shed.

They were quick and agile because they knew that this was their only chance to escape in their lives.

"Hey, idiot, I just came back, and I heard that even you bought a wife?" Outside the shed, a treacherous voice like that of a second-rate person sounded.

"Yes, I do, wife," responded an awkward and even odd voice.

"Hey, look at you being so proud~" the second-rate guy said sarcastically, and then put his arm around the idiot's shoulder like a brother and started to plot.

"Silly boy, listen to me. You can't watch that girl by yourself. Let me come. I will watch her with you."

"Ah?" The fool let out an exaggerated cry, stopped, and stared blankly at the person who gave the idea.

"What? It's settled. I'll help you watch her tonight!" The second-rate guy said, rubbing his hands, smiling treacherously and quickening his pace.

That impatient tone was so disgusting that it gave people goose bumps.

Feeling the person in front of him shudder, Yan Siqing put his hand on her shoulder, but his eyes fell on her ears, "Lin Yan, do you want revenge?"

Lin Yan didn't say anything, but her eyes, which were becoming more and more bloodshot, were her answer.