I live infinitely in the survival game

Chapter 291 Brainless Village 102
"Don't talk about it! Now I don't know if there is any problem with the lame old man's chickens! All the chickens in our village come from him!" A woman interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Yeah! If there is a problem with his chicken, how can other chickens be fine! This is not good news!"

"Don't talk about whether it's safe or not, the main reason is that his chicken is so delicious, so what if it's gone!"

"If you want me to say, these eight wives and their sons eat chickens and eat dead people, that's not their own problem! It's not the lame old man who forced them to eat it! They stole other people's chickens, is there any reason?"

"Yes, that's right! I'm so embarrassed to come to make trouble! Why don't you be ashamed of being idle!"

"Oh, how can I say that he is a dead son! Please don't say a few words!"

Outside the courtyard, the villagers who watched the theater chattered about this matter, with different opinions and chattering non-stop.

The ancient whale dreamed that the information was almost collected, and looked at Gu Zhouying who was sitting next to her, "The lame old man said yesterday that he would chop them all up and feed them to the chickens, it seems that he did it."

Gu Zhouying sneered, and twitched the corners of her mouth, "I'm curious, how did he pump all these people's flesh, leaving a piece of human skin intact."

Gu Jingmeng was silent for a moment, suddenly thought of something, clicked his tongue softly, "I don't know if the internal organs of these people are still there."

The two were talking casually, looking down, and suddenly there was a slight "嘿嘿——", and the wooden door was opened from the inside.

The woman who had just knocked on the door staggered for a while, and when she saw the lame old man standing in front of the door, she suddenly became angry.

"Lame old man! You're not pretending to be dead, are you? So many young men died in our village in the morning, and all of them were the chickens that ate you yesterday! You must give me an explanation!"

The woman spoke louder and louder, and spit on the lame old man.

"What are you doing! Get out of here! Talk to me!" The lame old man roared back, picked up a stick, and drove the women who surrounded him in front of the door.

The women took a few steps back cursing, and retreated into the yard. They didn't know if they were afraid of the lame old man, so they didn't make any moves.

The lame old man stood in the yard, swept around those people outside, and looked at the women in his yard.

"What's the noise? Your son died, right? Because he ate my chicken, right? That's none of my business!"

The lame old man roared, "tui!" and spat on the ground.

"Damn, I forced them to eat chicken?? Nima, I beat their heads?? They insisted on coming to steal my chicken. Who is to blame if they die?!"

"One by one screamed around my house early in the morning, called Nima! If the son dies, the son will die! If the son dies, what's the big deal?"

"My chicken was stolen by the little bastard you gave birth to! I didn't look for you first, but you did it??"

"Okay! You are good at being a man! You are so reasonable, aren't you?? A bunch of unlucky bastards! Pooh!"

The lame old man spit at the person in front of him, his face was full of anger, he looked full of anger, he didn't look like an old man over 100 years old at all.

The women choked on being scolded by the lame old man, and just about to refute, there was a crowd of lame old men's support outside the yard.

"Shut up my mother!"

Among the women, the one who looked the sharpest yelled and stared at the people outside the yard.

"Speak out if you have the ability! Hide in the crowd and chatter, you better not let me catch you!" The woman said threateningly, scanning every face in the crowd.

(End of this chapter)