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Looking at the three corpses hanging from the tree, Wang Fugui slowly spoke to Lu Xiaoran, "Your uncle's family is dead because of your indecisiveness. You will spend the rest of your life in regret."
As he spoke, Wang Fugui turned his head to see Lu Xiaoran's expression. However, when his gaze met Lu Xiaoran's in the video, his pupils suddenly constricted.
Lu Xiaoran's face bore no signs of remorse or guilt; instead, a strange smile curled at the corners of his mouth.
Regret? Ha! I never intended to save them; I only wanted to watch them die.
A smile danced in Lu Xiaoran's eyes, but to Wang Fugui, that smile was more terrifying than any expression he had ever seen, sending chills down his spine.
Wang Fugui opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but Lu Xiaoran on the other end had already hung up the phone.
Holding his phone in a daze for a moment, Wang Fugui finally understood. Lu Xiaoran felt no affection for his uncle's family; in fact, he despised them.
Putting on a facade of sorrow was merely a ploy to incite the villagers into eliminating that family for him. Unknowingly, they had acted as the knife in Lu Xiaoran's hand, killing his enemies.
Damn it, that kid played me.
Wang Fugui clenched his fists, his teeth grinding audibly.
"Let’s go bury these bodies."
At that moment, several villagers gathered near the willow tree. They untied the ropes binding the corpses and prepared to drag them down to the hillside for burial.
Wang Fugui turned around and spoke in a low voice to those dragging the bodies, "Don’t bury these corpses; we don’t have much food left and can’t afford to waste anything."
The villagers paused for a moment before finally grasping Wang Fugui's meaning, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
Upon reflection, they realized that there was hardly any wild grass or leaves left on the mountain; everyone was emaciated from hunger. A few elderly people and those with poor health had already died from prolonged malnutrition.
If they refused to eat now, it wouldn’t be long before they met the same fate as those who had perished.
After nodding at Wang Fugui, they dragged the three corpses away.
Wang Fugui stood alone on the ground, lost in thought. Should he attack that house again? If he broke in, how much food could he possibly seize?
Wang Fugui believed that Lu Xiaoran had stockpiled more food in the safe house than just what was in the refrigerator. He recalled that Lu Xiaoran had taken out the trash twice, and the amount of food in those garbage bags was quite substantial. Yet, in the video Lu Xiaoran had posted, the refrigerator was still packed to the brim.
If Lu Xiaoran had only stored food in the refrigerator, then after accounting for what had been eaten and thrown away, there should have been plenty of space left inside. However, the reality was that the refrigerator was stuffed from top to bottom. This indicated that Lu Xiaoran likely had other places to store food besides the refrigerator.
Considering Lu Xiaoran's habit of eating half and throwing away the rest, Wang Fugui estimated that the supplies in that house could last him a lifetime. It seemed worth the risk to launch an attack on that safe house to seize such a bounty of food.
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