Ning An's Wild Wish System

Chapter 462: Chapter 247: Human Traffickers Beaten to Death? No, Tortured to Death!

The elderly man nodded, and his cane extended once more, pointing at someone, who immediately stepped forward and excitedly began to tell their story.

"Ergou..."

"Shagen..."

"Sanxiaozi..."

The cane made a circle, and everyone present had their name called at least once.

As each name was called out one by one, the expressions on the faces of the human trafficker couple drained away bit by bit.

Death Warriors!

This was the only term that came to their minds.

They feared they wouldn’t leave this village alive!

As soon as this thought formed, they heard the elderly man’s roar:

"In that case, what are you waiting for?"

"To our great benefactor, now that his enemies are right in front of you, what are you waiting for!"

"Our great benefactor has been so good to us, never asking for anything in return, but in Cai Family Village, we don’t have cowards!"

With the old man’s angry shout, the villagers’ gazes uniformly turned toward the two.

It was the calm before the wolf-pack’s hunt, the pity towards prey about to die.

"Brothers, just these two fools, don’t bother moving, I’ll handle it myself."

Wang the Third emerged with a cold smile, holding a work axe commonly used in rural areas: "My mother’s gone, and my child’s enjoying life in the city, I have no worries, so don’t fight me for this."

"Bah, as if you’re so capable!"

Another man stepped forward, holding a saw, and grinned: "It’s not like only your family is worry-free, mine too, one for each, no need to fight!"

However, before Wang the Third could nod, a shadow swiftly rushed out, striking the man’s forehead with a brick, drawing blood.

"What’s all the talking for! Just do it, stop acting like in TV dramas; I have to go home and eat after finishing them."

With those words falling, the surrounding crowd rushed forward, fearing to miss a good spot.

Various common rural tools became handy weapons here.

Things they dreamed were only used on weeds suddenly found a human purpose.

Wang the Third didn’t hesitate, picking up the axe and using the hammer side to smash the male trafficker’s knee.

"Bang!"

That was the sound of bones shattering.

A single blow and his knee was completely destroyed.

"Ahhh... The pain! My leg!"

"Brothers, I was wrong, I was wrong, spare my life, I beg you..."

The male trafficker couldn’t stand, instantly falling to the ground, wailing in agony, even his hair stood on end from the pain.

Yet, no one paid him any mind.

Never mind people’s naturally extreme disgust and violence towards human traffickers, even more so when they’ve kidnapped the children of their great benefactor!

Upon hearing the trafficker’s wails, the excitement of the surrounding men grew.

One leg was broken, but there was still another leg and two arms left.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With three thudding sounds, the male trafficker’s limbs were completely broken.

"What’s wrong with you guys? At this rate, you’re just tickling him!"

Watching the half-dead trafficker, breathing less than inhaling, the men grew more excited.

However, the elder spoke:

"Go, take him to the back mountain, handle it yourselves, and someone else bring out their woman."

Hearing this, the men around naturally understood.

Two burly men grinned coldly, dragging him like a dead dog towards the back mountain.

In no time, more than a dozen strong rural women emerged.

They carried scissors, sickles, and hammers, joking and chatting as if discussing trivial matters.

"I was wrong, I truly know my mistake, please, let me live."

The female trafficker was nearly scared to death, kneeling madly and kowtowing everywhere.

"As long as you don’t kill me, I’ll do anything, I’m willing to be a prostitute, I’m willing to be your dog, spare me, spare me..."

The female trafficker frantically stripped off her clothes, showing her body, hoping for a sliver of survival.

However, the men around just watched her with cold smiles, none stepping forward.

"Hey, what’s with this girl, it’s autumn already and she’s not wearing a thing?"

A voice like Sister Feng’s rang out, from a rough woman’s taunt.

Then she cursed into the crowd: "Wang the Third, what’s wrong with your eyes? If you don’t want them, just say so early."

The man called by name trembled instantly, hurriedly waved his hands, nervously explaining: "I didn’t, I didn’t..."

"Hmph, you better not have!"

The woman walked over, glanced at him, then circled the female trafficker.

"Sister, how old are you this year?"

The female trafficker cried, "I’m thirty-eight this year, I can still bear children, just let me live, I’ll do anything, you can xx me, just don’t kill me..."

"Foolish!"

From the crowd, a bachelor spoke, greedily eyeing the naked trafficker and said disdainfully: "Dead or alive, your body is still ours, we can still xx."

Upon hearing those words, the trafficker woman’s last hope finally died.

The woman rolled her eyes at him but didn’t refute, calling her sisters to choose suitable tools.

After greeting the elder, getting a nod in return, the woman patted the trafficker’s shoulder sadly:

"Only thirty-eight? That’s a short life, aim for a longer one next time."