Quick Wear: The White-Eyed Wolf Punishment Plan

"Hey, hey, girl, brother is here~" The second-rate guy was so anxious that he didn't notice the strong smell of blood at all.

In other words, it was not surprising to them that such a bloody smell occurred outside the shed, because countless girls died in this shed.

These executioners must have long been accustomed to such bloodshed.

As soon as the heavy wooden door opened, the woodcutter came down at him.

Immediately, the head broke into two halves.

Lin Yan's eyes were wide open as she stared at the horrifying and disgusting scene in front of her. If it were half a year ago, she probably wouldn't even dare to watch the chicken being slaughtered during the New Year.

But now...

It was them, it was all them! They were the ones who made her like this!

Lin Yan's hands holding the knife were shaking, not out of fear, but out of excitement, the excitement of revenge.

"Ouch!" Outside the shed, the fool who was following the second-rate guy had never seen such a scene before. He was so scared that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground in the mud.

Lin Yan dragged the big knife, stepped over the body of the scoundrel, and walked towards the fallen idiot step by step.

The idiot was afraid, but he still raised his fist to show off his power. The look he gave Lin Yan seemed to be saying.

"Don't come over here, or I'll beat you up, beat you to death!"

In the past six months, Lin Yan had been beaten by this idiot so many times that she couldn't count them all. Facing this punch at this moment, Lin Yan only felt pathetic and ridiculous.

How did I become like this? How did I get involved with this dirty village?

"Go to hell," Lin Yan's tone was calm, but the sword she swung over directly chopped off half of the fool's face.

Then he walked over very calmly and used the knife to poke holes in the fool's body one after another.

After finishing everything, Yan Siqing commanded the girls to escape. Before leaving, he did not forget to hand over the communication equipment and small change he had just taken from these people to them.

"Aren't you going to run with us?" Lin Yan looked at her with concern.

Yan Siqing smiled indifferently, his smile not reaching his eyes, "These two hundred people are still gasping for breath, it would be so boring to run like this."

After hearing her say this, Lin Yan was conflicted for a while, but ultimately gave up trying to persuade her.

Watching the girls leave, Yan Siqing raised a fireball from his fingertips and threw it towards the evil shed without any hesitation.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Come and put out the fire!"

Following a long series of calls for help, villagers quickly gathered with buckets of water.

They quickly went to the river to fetch water, what a united team.

Several elderly men and women were rolling around in the mud nearby.

"Oh, my son's wife is still in there!"

"My twelve thousand, my twelve thousand! It's all gone down the drain!"

"My 17,000! I was just waiting for my son to find a wife and have a big fat boy! Now, it's all gone!"

"The money is gone, and the people are gone too!"

There was a burst of ghostly howling, all of which were regrets about money, and no one really cared about the girls' life or death.

Yan Siqing gathered his divine power in his hands, turned it into wind, and blew it towards the small shed where flames were shooting up into the sky.

A few sparks were blown to the eaves of other houses, and the fire grew bigger and bigger, one house after another.

"Oh my house! My house!"

"I'm going to die, my life!"

"How can I live without a house?"

At this time, some younger people stood up and said, "This is useless, the fire is getting bigger and bigger, put it out!"

"Yes! I'll call right away!" As soon as another young man took out his mobile phone, it was snatched away by the village chief Wang Youquan who came rushing over.

"Why are you fighting? You idiots! How are we going to explain to them when they come?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

Yes, they themselves know that what they are doing is an unjust business.

Didn't they still boast that the emperor was far away? Didn't they say they were the king and the king?

Why is he in this attitude again now?

"Woo, woo, woo, what should I do? My house, my house!"

Wang Youquan was so annoyed that he slapped the young man beside him and said, "What are you standing there for! Put out the fire!"

The young men dared not disobey and could only fetch water to put out the fire as if they were risking their lives.

Yan Siqing looked down at this farce. Those young people were like a group of little ants, walking back and forth on the road between the village and the river.

Some young men were so tired that they felt dizzy and fell directly into the mud. One fell down, and then a group of people fell down.

The 200 or so people in the village could only watch the fire spread throughout the village.

The crying became louder and louder, first it came from some old men and women, and then some young people.

Yan Siqing's eyes fell on the small wooden house in the distance. If he was not mistaken, that was Wang Qihao's house.

With a slight tap of divine power, a plain mirror appeared before his eyes. In the mirror was the image of Wang Qihao and his mother.

The fire had reached the roof of their house.

Zhang Zhaodi hurriedly carried the disabled Wang Qihao out.

Yan Siqing tapped his fingertips lightly, and the beam fell on the mother and son.

"Ah!" Wang Qihao was so scared that he pushed Zhang Zhaodi away and jumped away from the beam.

He was fine, but it was a pity for Zhang Zhaodi, who was hit on the waist by the half-burnt beam.

Zhang Zhaodi endured the pain and reached out to her beloved son, "Hao, Hao, save mom, quickly..."

The voice grew weaker and weaker.

Wang Qihao just took a look at the beam and jumped out without looking back.

Unfortunately, he fell to the ground after just two steps. The desire to survive made Wang Qihao crawl out desperately.

He was about to crawl out the door.

Suddenly a foot stepped on his finger bones.

"Ah!" As soon as Wang Qihao finished shouting, Yan Siqing crushed him left and right viciously.

As if he was not satisfied yet, he grabbed a handful of red-hot charcoal out of thin air and covered Wang Qihao's bones with it.

"Ah!" There was another burst of ghost howling.

It sounds like it hurts.

Yan Siqing raised his eyebrows. This shouldn't be the case. Isn't this the usual way they torture girls in their village? They would laugh at the girls even when they screamed in pain.

Laugh at the girl's fragility, and also laugh at their authority to dominate the life and death of others.

In the original owner's memory, Wang Qihao was the one who laughed the most wildly.

Why don't you call me now? Don't you like it?

Yan Siqing thought it might be a problem with his technique, so he grabbed a handful of red-hot charcoal out of thin air and covered Wang Qihao with it.

"Ah! Yan Siqing, I will kill you!" Wang Qihao was a thief, and he knew very well that he should kowtow and beg for forgiveness in the current situation, but when the red-hot charcoal covered his back, Wang Qihao only had endless hatred.

He had always been a prince of the slums, and under the doting of Zhang Zhaodi, he had never even had a fire. The heart-wrenching pain he felt at this moment was unprecedented.

Yan Siqing grabbed his hair out of thin air and said, "What a pity! You will never have that chance again!"

As he said that, he kicked the man hard on the head.

The kick was measured and would not end Wang Qihao's fate, but it would make Wang Qihao unable to speak for the rest of his life, and he would also be unable to write due to brain disorder.

And that neck can only be twisted like this for the rest of my life, and I will have to be a freak who can be bullied by everyone for the rest of my life!

Yan Siqing wanted him to live, but he wanted him to live a life worse than death, worse than pigs and dogs.

When the fire was over, the entire village had been burned down and not a single intact house was left.

It's a mess. Who would have thought that this ruin was once a village?

Not only that, the beams of the house collapsed, and a large number of people had no time to escape and were burned to death.

Among them are young people, old people, and even children...

Because the barrier was opened in advance, the surrounding mountains and forests were not affected at all.

The outside world was also unable to know that a horrific fire had just occurred here.

Do you think Yan Siqing is covering up for Wang Youquan and the others?

No~ The show has just begun~