“Stop looking! What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pull them up!”
The brigade captain, Liu Dashan, was the leader of the Red Cattle Brigade in Huaihua Village.
When he rushed in and saw his own daughter with a man on top of her, he was instantly furious.
He ran forward and kicked the man off, then took off his own coat and wrapped it around his daughter.
He shouted angrily at the other stunned men and women.
The other men quickly moved in and restrained Liu Mazi and Zhang Shun. One of them even took the chance to grope Liu Xianhua.
The two naked men, still being held by the group of men, continued acting shamelessly—touching and clinging to them like hooligans.
Seeing this, Brigade Captain Liu handed his struggling daughter to several women beside him, then turned around and ordered the men to drag the two thugs outside.
His heart burned with rage. His daughter’s reputation was completely ruined!
He already knew about today’s plan. Xiao Bian’an was only 21 years old but already a deputy regimental commander in the army, with a bright future ahead of him. He was a man destined for great success.
They had originally planned to ruin Li Miaomiao’s reputation so that his daughter could take her place. Who would have thought that the one who ended up disgraced was his own daughter instead?
Not far outside the broken house was a large river, about two meters deep in the deepest part. Fish could sometimes be seen in it, and people had also drowned there before.
“Throw those two into the river and clear their heads,” Brigade Captain Liu ordered coldly once they reached the riverbank.
“Got it! I’ll make sure they don’t survive after touching me!” one of the burly men shouted back with a cruel grin.
The two strong men shoved Liu Mazi and Zhang Shun—who were still clinging and writhing—away and kicked them hard into the river.
Watching them struggle and scream for help in the water, several men used sticks from somewhere to poke them, preventing them from climbing out.
It was too dark, and they didn’t notice that only one voice was still calling for help. They were still laughing and cheering, until eventually no one was shouting anymore. Only then did they slowly go into the water to pull them up.
“Ah! He—he’s not breathing! Zhang Shun is dead!”
One man lifted Zhang Shun out and, after checking his breath, collapsed to the ground in fear, letting out a scream.
The others also stopped laughing. They backed away in panic, hoping desperately that Zhang Shun wasn’t really dead—otherwise they were finished.
“Dongzi, go and bring Dr. Zhou here. Don’t alert anyone. Hurry!” the brigade captain ordered urgently.
“But Captain, you were the one who told us to throw them in. This has nothing to do with us!” one bearded man stammered. He was Liu Dashan’s nephew.
“Yeah, Uncle Liu, you called me here too. You have to take responsibility!” another strong man added.
“I’m not dealing with this anymore. I’m going home!” said the man who had groped Liu Xianhua earlier.
“That’s right, Captain. We’re all from the same family—how can you drag us into this?”
A woman who had followed them suddenly rushed out, standing in front of her husband and pointing at Liu Dashan angrily.
The young men all found an outlet for their fear and began pushing responsibility onto the brigade captain, preparing to leave with their wives.
“Stop! No one is allowed to leave! If someone dies, none of us will escape responsibility!” Liu Dashan shouted, his heart turning cold.
He hated those two thugs, but they absolutely could not die here at his hands.
Old Zhou, full name Zhou Deren, was the village’s only barefoot doctor. He had inherited medical skills and had saved many villagers before, earning high respect.
“Hurry up and get Old Zhou!” Liu Dashan urged his nephew anxiously.
“Got it, Uncle. I’ll go right now.” Liu Xiangdong replied and quickly ran back to the village.
He hadn’t participated in throwing them into the river, so he wasn’t as panicked.
After about four or five minutes, while everyone was getting bitten by mosquitoes and growing impatient, several women finally brought out Liu Xianhua, who was still struggling nonstop.
Seeing her flushed face and seductive, writhing movements, the men briefly forgot their fear and recalled the obscene scene from earlier in the house. Their thoughts became distracted again.
They couldn’t help but feel bitter resentment—such a “good opportunity” had actually been wasted on those two thugs.
Before Li Miaomiao arrived, Liu Xianhua had been the most beautiful girl in the village, the dream lover of many young men. Even several educated youth had pursued her eagerly.
But she was proud and looked down on all of them.
Zhang Shun is dead? That was unexpected.
Interesting.
Li Miaomiao raised her chin thoughtfully. It seemed she needed to add fuel to the fire.
She slipped into her space, secretly regretting that she couldn’t see outside from inside it. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have to suffer mosquitoes in the bushes.
Still, having the space follow her here was already good enough—she should be satisfied.
She found a black “Black Impermanence” costume and mask she had collected from a haunted house during the apocalypse.
After putting it on, she left the space and rushed toward Zhang Shun’s home based on her memory.
Standing at the door, she looked at the place speechlessly. There wasn’t even a courtyard wall—just three rough mud-brick houses.
“Tsk, no wall to climb,” she muttered regretfully. It had been years since she last climbed walls in secret.
Before the apocalypse, a month before everything collapsed, she had once fought over territory with her brothers and accidentally injured her wrist, leaving a scar.
Later, one night, that scar suddenly warmed up, and a space inexplicably appeared. At the time, she felt it was a signal from heaven before the end of the world.
But as a girl who had been abandoned by her biological mother at age 3, nearly assaulted by her drunk adoptive father at age 8, and then ran away after injuring him with a kitchen knife, living on her own for ten years—she had no money to stockpile supplies.
Coincidentally, her wealthy biological father’s wife and children went abroad for vacation, and their plane crashed, killing everyone.
When he was young and already had an heir, he had secretly undergone sterilization to avoid complications from affairs, meaning he could no longer have children.
Naturally, the old man was unwilling to let the family fortune go to collateral relatives. At that moment, someone reminded him—perhaps he had once left behind an unknown child when he was younger…