I live infinitely in the survival game

Chapter 292 Brainless Village 103
"Don't let this fart go! Hurry up and get out!" The lame old man said to the woman, his face full of impatience.

"Let me tell you, this village is now owned by Lao Tzu alone! The current villagers support me, and I agree with them!"

"You also know that when your ancestors came over, it was I who took the initiative to give them the chicken! There are also various seeds!"

"If it weren't for me, you would have died decades ago! Can you still stand in front of me??" The lame old man said to the villagers.

"I don't bother to talk about rewards with you! I just want to say that only I can raise these chickens! Only I know how to control them!"

"This village can't do without Lao Tzu!" The crippled old man roared, sweeping past the crowd one by one.

"Anyone with eyes and brains can see the dead people in the village. It has nothing to do with me!" The lame old man looked at the women in the yard.

"This is your own bastard who wants to steal Lao Tzu's chicken! You deserve it if you die! If you are still here, I will chop you up and feed it to the chicken!"

The lame old man said, and glanced at the people outside the yard, "I believe that other villagers are willing to help me, and you are the only ones, you will definitely die!"

"Yes!" "Exactly!" "That's right!"

The lame old man said something, and the villagers standing outside the yard nodded in agreement and echoed.

The women in the yard were obviously dissatisfied, and some of them wanted to speak, but seeing the situation, they were still timid, and just stared at some people secretly.

"Let's go now!"

"Why are you still standing here? Isn't it embarrassing?"

"Oh, their own son stole other people's chickens and ate himself to death, so they have the nerve to make trouble!"

There was a sound of humiliation, and the women responded with a few words, and then quickly left the lame old man's yard.

After the women left, the villagers gathered outside began to give rewards for their merits and flattered the crippled old man.

"Lame old man! How do you think I'm doing? Scold those eight wives and run away!"

"People like them are shameless! My son has done this kind of business, and I'm ashamed to come out to meet people if I want to!"

"That's right! All the chickens in our village are lame old men! This feeds our entire village!"

Hearing these words, the lame old man sneered, "Okay, the chickens in my chicken farm are much tastier than those raised by yourselves. Take one for each person, and don't bother me here."

"Hey! Good!"

The villagers responded quickly, and cheerfully rushed into the lame old man's yard, grabbed the biggest and fattest chicken, and walked out with one in their arms.

Those players who were watching the play before were also pulled by the villagers next to them, and went in together to hug a chicken, if they could get one more.

"Let's go, lame old man, take care of yourself!" The villagers greeted the lame old man and left here happily.

"Hey. Take care of your health." The lame old man looked at the backs of those people and snorted coldly with extreme disdain, "I'm not dead even if your grandson is dead."

The pedestrians gradually moved away, and the usual silence returned here.

"Go down first." Gu Jingmeng glanced at Gu Zhouying and moved to the edge of the tree.

"Wait." She was about to jump off when she was suddenly pulled back.

Gu Jingmeng turned around and looked at Gu Zhouying puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"..." Gu Zhouying was silent for a moment, staring at Gu Jingmeng's eyes, "I'll go down first and I can catch you."

(End of this chapter)