I live infinitely in the survival game

Chapter 281 Brainless Village 92
"After his leg is broken, he won't be able to steal the chicken. Everyone, don't bother him. I'll send him some food every day, and let him rot and die at home."

An older man stood in front of the crowd and spoke slowly.

"The village! He stole so many chickens from our village, so we just let him go??" Someone disagreed.

"Yes!" "Exactly!" "He must die!" "Throw this man out of our village!"

After that person opened his mouth, the others echoed one after another, expressing that they could not easily let the chicken thief go.

"All right!"

The old man known as the village head suddenly yelled, and the others shut their mouths instantly.

"You guys are chattering non-stop, do you still pay attention to me, the village chief!" The old man raised his voice and snorted coldly.

"Although he often steals chicken, it is our family after all! He just likes to eat chicken. He likes it so much that he will go crazy if he doesn't eat it!"

"This man, his nature is not bad, but he is greedy! He is greedy for chickens! He is greedy for someone else! Breaking his legs is his punishment."

"And you, don't say anything about throwing him out of the village and apologizing with death! He didn't murder and set fire! There is no need for such a big punishment!"

"I said, after breaking his leg, you guys, take him back to his house! You are not allowed to trouble him!"

"For the first time, I asked someone to bring him something to eat every day, but after that, I didn't care about it and let him fend for himself!"

"Let's forget about this matter! Don't mention anything else!" The old man roared, looked at a few people, then pushed away the crowd and stayed away from the circle.

Those people listened, some of them might have other plans in mind, but they had no choice but to obey the village chief's words and reluctantly followed the crowd.

After making the decision, a few young men walked up to the chicken thief with their faces pulled together, looking down at him who fell on the ground.

"Brothers! Which leg to hit!"

"Slap the right leg! Make him cripple more thoroughly!"

"No! Let's hit the left leg! It will be very useful to leave a note for him!" the man said, laughing sinisterly.

"The village chief said, let's break one of his legs, and it's over! But he didn't say, we can only beat him once!"

"Eh! Yes!"

There were echoes from the crowd.

"Brothers! Hit his left leg! Beat him to death! Don't be soft-hearted! Until his bones are broken! Let's vent our anger here!"

"Okay! Brothers! I'm sure!"

"Hit me hard!"

After the few people finished speaking, they ignored the chicken thief's begging for mercy, aimed at his left leg, and smashed it down hard with a stick, again and again.

The miserable cries of the chicken thief sounded from the crowd, and the sound of bones breaking was particularly obvious. His left leg oozes blood, from the thigh to the ankle, the whole leg is going to be useless.

A large amount of blood flowed from the chicken thief's leg, dripping down his body, and except for the young men who did it, everyone couldn't bear to look away.

After a long time, those people must have been tired, and finally stopped what they were doing.

"Made! I'm so exhausted! This fight is really comfortable!"

"Yeah! Young Master, I'm so angry!"

"Let's hurry up and throw this brat back to his house! Then let's kill some chickens!"

"Okay! Listen to my brother!"

"Kill an old hen tonight! Make white-cut chicken and eat it! Go to bed after eating!"

"That's not!"

As they talked, they lifted up the chicken thief, swayed on the road like throwing an object, and walked towards the chicken thief's house.

(End of this chapter)