"Chang Sanheng, tell me, if this matter isn't dealt with severely today, to kill one and warn a hundred, who will dare to risk their lives for the village in the future? Who will dare to join the Hunting Group?!"
"Does our conscience not matter anymore?!"
Chang Sanheng was intimidated by this aura, his breath caught for a moment.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and bowed deeply again:
"Old Su, your words are justified and resonate loudly! It's my fault for not teaching my son properly; this unfilial son deserves to die a thousand deaths!
"Please, Old Su, enlighten me on how to handle him, so you and our dear nephew Su Lin can be appeased?
"As his father, I'm willing to take responsibility for his actions, just asking to give him a chance to reform himself!"
"Handle? Responsibility?" Su Can laughed with bitter anger, his laughter tinged with chilling coldness, "Simple! Break both his hands and one foot! Seeing as it's you, leave him one foot to live on, and the matter will be settled!"
He waved his large hand with irrefutable decisiveness, "Even missing a leg, a hand, I find the punishment too light!"
"Break his hands and feet?! No! That's not okay! Dad! Help me! I know I was wrong! I really know I was wrong..."
Chang Kun was scared out of his wits, tears and snot flowing, struggling to crawl towards his father to plead for mercy.
Bam!
Chang Sanheng, with a face as dark as water, mercilessly stepped on his back again, pressing him firmly to the ground, his forehead hitting the floor heavily, immediately bursting open!
"Shut up! Do you think you have a say here?!"
Chang Kun convulsed in pain, his wailing forced back, leaving only the whimper of fear.
Su Can didn't even glance at Chang Kun under Chang Sanheng's foot, turning his cold gaze to Su Lin:
"Su Lin, what do you think? Is it enough revenge? If not, speak up; how do you want to add more! Even taking his pathetic life is not out of the question!"
Su Lin had a semi-smile, fiddling with the empty porcelain cup in his hand as if watching a good show.
He met his grandfather's gaze, speaking leisurely:
"Grandpa, you decide, however you say to punish, just do it that way."
"Good! Then break three of his legs and one hand! Leave him one hand!"
Su Can declared decisively, as if issuing a sentence, his gaze like lightning, shooting once again at the Chang father and son.
The pair of grandfather and grandson echoed each other's words, their four gazes like icy spikes, tightly locking onto Chang Sanheng and the trembling Chang Kun on the ground.
Chang Sanheng's facial muscles were as stiff as stone, unable to believe that his pleadings not only failed to dispel the notion of breaking three of his son's limbs but even added one more.
As he felt ashamed and angry, he also understood that without paying a real price today, his son's three legs and one hand might not be preserved.
Taking a deep breath, as if making a certain decision, he forced out a smile, his voice carrying a faint hint of distress:
"Old Su, please calm your anger. This unfilial son deserves punishment, but breaking hands and feet is ultimately a loss to the village's manpower. Moreover, our dear nephew Su Lin now newly assumes the position of family head, it is a difficult time, he urgently needs resources to arm himself for protection."
He beckoned to a tenant behind him in a deep voice: "Bring it over."
A tenant immediately stepped forward, quickly taking a well-maintained rifle and ten full magazines from his backpack, placing them neatly on the ground.
"Su Lin, a small gesture, consider it an apology from both me and this unfilial son." Chang Sanheng spoke sincerely, "In these end times, an extra gun is an extra guarantee of survival."
However, a playful arc appeared at the corner of Su Lin's mouth.
He slowly extracted two dismantled AK rifles from the package Su Tongxi had been holding, casually weighing them.
"Oh? A rifle, huh..." Su Lin dragged out his words, his face showing a hint of "what a coincidence", "Captain Chang, you went to a lot of trouble. However, uh... it seems we might not be lacking for now?"
Chang Sanheng watched those two AK rifles, his pupils shrinking suddenly!
Hou Yong, that bastard!
The two "ancestral AKs" from Hou Yong's family weren't a secret, and Chang Sanheng immediately guessed the situation.
His face instantly turned extremely ugly, as if someone had publicly slapped him, so embarrassed that he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.
These guns... ended up in Su Lin's hands?!
Seeing this path was blocked, Chang Sanheng clenched his jaw tight, a flash of distress crossing his eyes, and he beckoned with gritted teeth: "Bring more!"
Another tenant quickly stepped forward, cautiously pulling out a roughly three-pound square object wrapped in red cloth from a large backpack.
The red cloth was lifted at one corner, and suddenly—
An indescribable rich fragrance of meat, almost tangible, filled the living room!
The meat was a deep ruby color with delicate marble-like texture, its surface seemed to be bathed in a layer of smooth oil, exuding a pure, wild, and vibrant life force!
This overwhelming aroma instantly overpowered the scents of tea, sweat, and even the blood on Chang Kun's forehead, dominantly entering everyone's nostrils!
Su Tongxi couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed in a low voice: "Is this... edible Tier One Mutated Beast Meat?!"
Even the ever-stoic Old Su had his expression drastically changed upon seeing the meat, his tiger eyes flashing sharply!
Chang Sanheng's cheeks twitched intensely as if his heart was being cut out, his voice quivering slightly as he nodded heavily:
"Yes! It's the finest tenderloin from the giant horned rhino, a Tier One Mutant Beast! This meat contains abundant active factors, making it a nourishing supplement! It can significantly enhance the consumer's physique, strengthen muscles and bones, and even assist in harnessing energy for... training in Genetic Martial Arts!"
The last few words, he articulated exceptionally clearly.
Upon hearing this, the resolute murderous aura in Su Can's eyes wavered violently for the first time!
He had been dead set on breaking Chang Kun's limbs to declare to the entire village:
No matter how unruly Su Lin was, he was still Su Can's own grandson! Protected by the Su Family! Anyone daring to have nefarious intentions would face such an outcome!
But now... this piece of aromatic mutated beast meat lay before him...
It represented a hope for Su Lin, his once frail and worrisome grandson, to possibly transform and truly establish himself in the post-apocalyptic world!
Should he impose immediate authority to deter the petty minds?
Or seize this opportunity for his grandson to earn a self-reliant future?
The dilemma struck Su Can's heart like a mighty hammer, causing the old veteran, who was once decisive and resolute, to be embroiled in an unprecedented conflict and hesitation.
And the core element of this conflict was:
Can Su Lin truly stand on his own?
In the living room, only Chang Kun's muffled sobs and the alluring scent of mutated beast meat remained.
Amid this almost suffocating atmosphere—
"Cough, cough cough..."
A series of muffled, painful coughs accompanied by slightly unsteady footsteps sounded from the staircase on the second floor.
Everyone turned towards the sound.
They saw Second Uncle Su Qi, his face pale without a trace of blood, cold sweat beading at his temple, clutching his side with one hand and holding the stair railing with the other, laboriously moving down step by step.
With every step he took, his brows furrowed tightly in pain, and his breathing grew rapid.
However, when his bloodshot eyes from repeated injuries settled on the deep red meat wrapped in red cloth on the ground, they suddenly lit up with a sharp gleam!
He paused midway down the stairs, braced against his unsteady body, and with all his strength, he shouted with fierce determination towards the floor below:
"Old Su! This meat... our Su Family will take it!"