Chapter 195: Cleaning Up the Remnants

"Damn."

Wang Xin couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart. According to the evidence of crimes Zhang Su just mentioned, wiping out Beitaziying wasn't even an overreaction. It was just that the explosion just now was too scary; he still felt lingering fear even now.

"I am the village head of Beitaziying, Zhao Guishui. Brother, the people who harmed you have already been blown to death. The rest are all innocent people. Don't commit too many sins, please don't let your subordinates commit too many sins!"

Zhao Guishui's heartbroken tone echoed in the sky.

"Innocent? Commit too many sins?"

Zhang Su's gaze turned cold. When the conflict broke out, there would no longer be any innocent people on either side. Moreover, he also heard some voices that disagreed with Zhao Guishui.

For example: "Old Zhao, stop talking nonsense, let's do it, avenge our brothers"; "It's a fight to the death"; "I want to avenge our boss"...

Most infuriatingly, even at a time like this, the other party was still trying to sow discord. What did he mean by "don't let your subordinates commit too many sins"? It was clearly an attempt to incite the dissatisfaction of his subordinates toward their leader.

"Attack!"

Zhang Su didn't respond to Zhao Guishui's words anymore and directly issued the order to attack. He wanted to see if anyone dared to disobey!

"No, don't, don't, brother, listen to me..."

When Zhang Su saw the group of people in front of him, he immediately frowned.

Zhang Su held his gun with one hand, aiming at Zhao Guishui, and walked forward.

And behind him stood fifteen elderly people, children, and women with their hands and feet bound. Most of them were sallow and emaciated, dressed in rags, like famine refugees who had fled for hundreds of miles. Their eyes were gray and filled with fear.

Zhang Su saw Zhao Guishui's cowardly look and actually believed for a moment that he really had nothing to do with those conflicts, but this thought flashed by.

Zhang Su arrived at the smoke-filled courtyard entrance and said, "Old Yu, Master Jia, you go to the courtyard where the house collapsed and finish them off. Don't wait for those guys to turn into zombies and harm people! Xiaoshuai, Dachao, you go and guard that courtyard, don't let anyone run away!"

"Go, go, go, Brother Su says there are people, so there definitely are."

Zhao Guishui didn't give up, but his voice stopped abruptly. Zhang Su knew someone had snatched it away; the courtyard was already prepared for battle.

Yu Wen and Jia Shiqin completed their mission and returned to Zhang Su's side.

"There are still people?"

*Boom. *

Zhang Su witnessed the power of the "Big Thunder" and felt that this thing was definitely a great weapon, crucial for both offense and defense.

"What's your situation?"

At this moment, Zhao Guishui no longer had any appearance of a Beitaziying village head. His two legs were trembling; he was just short of kneeling on the spot.

After speaking, he first searched his body, threw a dagger onto the ground, and then kicked him out of the courtyard.

"This little brother..."

"This... are there people in the courtyard?"

Zhang Su pointed at the old, young, women, and children and asked.

Perhaps frightened by the sound of the gun bolt being pulled, Zhao Guishui walked out timidly from behind a piece of sheet metal, his hands raised above his head, his face covered in snot, tears, and terror, and his crotch was even wet.

Lu Yubo was startled and hurriedly raised his gun to aim.

During the conversation, several people walked together into the courtyard that had been quiet from the start of the battle to the end.

"Don't, don't, don't, don't shoot, I'm coming out!"

Taking advantage of the time Zhao Guishui was gathering the villagers, Zhang Su's group counted the people killed in this battle. A total of twenty-eight people were annihilated, and among them, they found the two half-grown boys who had tricked him at Niuquanzi Town.

Zhao Guishui saw Zhang Su walking into the courtyard with a cold face and hurriedly nodded and bowed.

"Zhao Guishui?"

*Bang, bang. *

There were no survivors in the courtyard leveled by the "Big Thunder." Even if they weren't blown to death on the spot, they were crushed to death by concrete slabs. Teacher Yu and Master Jia gave a supplementary knife to the heads they could reach, and for those they couldn't reach, they gave a bullet. Their movements were very nimble, and they didn't forget to search for supplies.

"You're good at hiding, fine. Since you're not dead, go to the next courtyard and gather first!"

"Eh, eh, it's me, it's me..."

Zhang Su led the people beside him into the courtyard, shone his flashlight directly at the storage room, and sneered, "Get out!"

"I wasn't asking you."

The second confrontation not only had fire-muskets but even used homemade mines. Unfortunately, they lost their accuracy, and the power was poor. Compared to "Big Thunder," they were far behind. The projectiles hitting people were insignificant, at most just scratching the skin.

"Little brother, these are all the hard laborers of our village. From now on, they are all your people."

"Mr. Zhang, there are still some materials for making bombs in the ruins, but Old Jia and I can't move the stones. It would be troublesome for everyone to help later."

In less than five minutes, the courtyard where Zhao Guishui was located was swept into a mess by automatic rifles. Water vats, tiles, and window glass were shattered all over the floor, the plastic-steel doors and windows were covered in bullet holes, and charcoal and corn piled on the wall were everywhere. Several corpses lay in pools of blood, with no survivors.

Of course, there were people in the third courtyard. The sounds they made were trembling, filled with terror and fear. Zhang Su also couldn't figure out the situation and planned to deal with it after finishing the things in front of him.

Qi Xiaoshuai understood Zhang Su better than Guo Dachao, so he waved his hand and took him away.

*Da-da-da-da, da-da-da... *

Guo Dachao looked at the tightly closed and quiet courtyard with some surprise.

Zhang Su glanced at Zhao Guishui.

"Fine, wait until we finish dealing with things, and we'll go and take the things away. Those are all treasures!"

"These..."

An older man among the crowd bowed to Zhang Su and said, "We... we are all old farmers who worked for Beitaziying."

"Why were you restricted while working?"

Zhang Su asked.

"Because... sigh, we ate little and worked a lot. They were afraid we would run away, so..."

"We are slaves!"

A middle-aged woman spoke up. The fear in her eyes was replaced by anger. She glared at Zhao Guishui, who was hunched over to the side, and said viciously, "He treated us like cattle and horses. We only ate one meal of bran porridge a day, and the rest was just working. He didn't treat us like human beings at all!"

"Eh, don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Guishui saw Zhang Su's cold expression and hurriedly licked his face with a smile, saying, "Little brother, it's not what you think..."

*Da-da! *

"Go to hell!"

Zhang Su pulled the gun bolt and fired two shots, directly killing Zhao Guishui, who was standing to the side with a smiling face.

Explain?

Explain my ass.

"Ah..."

Wang Xin was startled. This scene reminded him of the scene when he robbed Zhang Su's convoy that day. It was also just as sudden, also two shots, and the previous boss of Lianhe Village died.

The King of Hell is worthy of being the King of Hell; he doesn't even say hello when taking a life!

"As a village head, when the enemy invades, you don't fight with the villagers, you hide secretly, and you even sow discord. I, *ptui*!"

Zhang Su glanced at Zhao Guishui's corpse, then looked at the people in front of him and said, "Were you all coerced?"

The fifteen people nodded slowly, their faces filled with unspeakable sadness. Some were wiping away tears, and it was clear that they had indeed suffered a lot in these days.

"Come, everyone lift your heads and look at me."

In the apocalypse, in order to survive, any act can be performed. Zhang Su wouldn't believe it easily, but he didn't want to accidentally kill the slaves enslaved by Beitaziying. That wouldn't be good.

The old, weak, women, and children didn't know what Zhang Su was going to do, but they all obeyed obediently. Even if they were timid in their hearts, they still lifted their heads and looked at the other party tremblingly.

Zhang Su relied on his extraordinary vision and his years of experience in the struggle. Even if he hadn't mastered psychology, he had a lot of experience in looking at people and knowing people.

His gaze met with each of the fifteen people. The old man's despair, the child's longing and desire, and the woman's humiliation and despair were all taken into his eyes. However, from the eyes of these people, he found hatred and hostility in a few gazes?

Stockholm syndrome?

Or Beitaziying villagers mixed in among the slaves trying to muddle through?

Zhang Su didn't know, and didn't want to know.

"You, you, and you, step out!"

The old man and two women named by Zhang Su all shook, and they walked forward a few steps timidly, with fear appearing on their faces. Perhaps they knew in their hearts why they were named.

"Dachao, this one is yours. Master Jia, this one is yours."

Zhang Su grabbed the two women and pushed them to Guo Dachao and Jia Shiqin respectively.

Guo Dachao had an awkward expression and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, Brother Su, I'm already with Young Lady..."

*Da! *

"Ah!"

Guo Dachao thought Zhang Su was sending him a bed-warming sister. Before he could continue to decline, he saw Zhang Su turn around and fire a shot into the head of the remaining old man!

Blood splattered, and he fell to the ground, never understanding until his death how he had been exposed.

"What are you thinking about? Get to work!"

Zhang Su turned his head to look at the incredulous Guo Dachao and Jia Shiqin.

"Spare, spare my life..."

"Don't, don't kill me..."

The two women originally thought they had escaped a disaster, but they didn't expect the gates of hell to have already opened. Both of them knelt on the ground with a *thump*, begging repeatedly.

The other old, weak, women, and children were scared silly by this scene, standing on the spot with their eyes wide open. Some squatted down, not daring to open their eyes, fearing that it would be their turn in the next moment.

"Brother Su, this, this, this..."

"I..."

Guo Dachao and Jia Shiqin were also dumbfounded, a bit unclear about the situation in front of them.

"Hurry up! Do it."

Guo Dachao was still in a daze, Qi Xiaoshuai poked him from behind, giving him winks continuously.

The situation on Jia Shiqin's side was similar. Yu Wen even helped him take the rifle off his shoulder and turned off the safety...

*Bang, da-da. *

The two weren't stupid; it was just that the incident was sudden and they were a bit dazed. When they saw Zhang Su's cold and firm gaze, they seemed to understand something in their hearts, raised their guns, and pulled the triggers.

"Very good."

Zhang Su nodded and looked at the Beitaziying slaves who were trembling with fear again.

"Those three, do you know what the situation was?"

Facing Zhang Su's general question, the twelve slaves shook their heads mechanically. It was clear they didn't know.

Zhang Su didn't continue to dwell on it. The dark and sunless life had made their hearts like dead ashes, and they probably didn't have the energy to pay attention to other things.

"The remnants have been cleaned up. Now I'll give you three paths. First, everyone take one day's rations and leave the range of Beidong Town and Niuquanzi Town. Second, let me introduce you to this person..."

As he spoke, Zhang Su pulled Wang Xin in front of the crowd and said, "The leading brother of Lianhe Village in Beidong Town, Wang Xin. He is more reliable than Zhao Guishui. You can all join Lianhe Village and become laborers! Note, laborers, not slaves!"

"No!"

Wang Xin was startled and said with a bitter face, "Brother Zhang, this... I don't want this."

"These people can work, can farm, why don't you want them? If you don't want them, I won't give you the spoils!"

Zhang Su directly threatened Wang Xin.

"Tsk..." Wang Xin said with a sad face: "What about the third path? There's a third path, they might not necessarily want to go to Lianhe Village."

"The third path, collectively send them to Lianhe Village to hang themselves!" Zhang Su said very perfunctorily.

"Pfft..."

Lu Yubo couldn't help but laugh out loud. Seeing that the situation was not right, he hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, I sneezed, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette..."

Wang Xin rolled his eyes. Wasn't this just talking nonsense?

"Choose!"

Zhang Su looked at the twelve people.

It seemed like three paths, but in reality, it was only one path. The old man who spoke before took a deep breath, bowed, and said, "Little brother has the heart of a Bodhisattva, saving us from the sea of bitterness. We are deeply grateful and are willing to join Lianhe Village."

"We are willing to join Lianhe Village."

After speaking, the twelve people knelt down together and bowed to Zhang Su's group.

For them, today was their liberation.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 196 =====