Chapter 308. Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots
As Old Hua’s voice faded, Hua Qiang, holding a large bloody knife, decisively approached them, effortlessly twirling the blade. Even in the dark, the cold gleam of the weapon pierced through the night.
The blood dripping to the ground and the flashes of cold light quickly shattered the already terrified criminals, compelling them to spill the secrets they had been hiding, igniting a raging fury among the people of Hua Village.
Though somewhat prepared, upon hearing they treated humans like livestock, storing them for food, the burning anger inside was uncontrollable.
No need to suppress what couldn’t be suppressed, Hua Rong and the other men rushed forward, launching into a fit of punching and kicking. Even beating these inhumane people to death wouldn’t atone for their heinous deeds.
"Enough," it was Old Hua who wanted to keep a few alive to lead the way, stopping them when he saw it was almost over.
Since there were more people in their lair, they should take care of them all to prevent future trouble, a cold glint sliding through Old Hua’s eyes.
At that moment, these people lay on the ground like a pile of mud; if not for their breathing, they were hardly distinguishable from the dead.
Little Si angrily kicked at them a few more times with a face full of disgust. He couldn’t believe that there were actually people who practiced cannibalism.
He recalled hearing the Qijia brothers talk about it back in the mountains, remembering their terror-stricken faces. He had thought they were teasing him, trying to scare him, and never took it seriously. He never imagined it to be true.
An unprecedented rage surged through him, and for the first time, Little Si felt an urge to kill. Unfortunately, grandpa needed them for something, so he vented his anger with a few more kicks.
Old Hua’s words still held sway; as soon as he spoke, everyone stopped their attacks.
"Get up, lead the way, and if you’re honest, the old man might consider sparing your lives."