Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 181 The Death of Sosuke Horikawa (2)

Song Yan's knife was swift.

Horikawa Sousuke had no training and possessed no strength whatsoever. He only felt a flash of cold light before his eyes, and his body suddenly shrank. Several breaths later, the pain shot straight to his brain. Looking down, he saw that both of his legs had been severed at the knees.

Blood splattered as if it didn't care about its own life, turning the surrounding ground crimson.

pain.

It hurts.

Horikawa Sousuke's face was contorted in agony, his mind tormented by the pain. A few seconds later, an extremely shrill scream finally escaped his mouth.

Seeing this scene, many women's eyes flashed with excitement and pleasure, especially the woman who had been a bit crazy before. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she was laughing hysterically. As she laughed, tears started to fall.

Just as Horikawa Sousuke looked on in horror and despair, the steel blade fell once more, severing his left arm.

The next blow severed his right arm.

The body that was originally normal was turned into a human pig.

The human limbs have many main blood vessels, and blood flows very quickly. In a short time, a large patch of scarlet blood appeared on the ground. Horikawa Sousuke's body seemed to have turned into a pitiful maggot, slowly wriggling in the pool of blood, but he could not even struggle. Wriggling was his limit.

He knew that he was going to die.

Moreover, they died in the most gruesome way.

Since there was no chance of survival, continuing to grovel before Song Yan was pointless. He desperately endured the excruciating pain, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Song Yan with a ferocious and venomous gaze, as if he wished he could skin Song Yan alive, tear him apart, and suck his marrow. He opened his mouth, as if wanting to curse again; even if he couldn't kill Song Yan, it would be good to disgust this man before he died.

But Song Yan was faster; she lifted her foot and stomped heavily on Horikawa Sousuke's mouth.

Song Yan was wearing combat boots, and all that could be heard was a series of cracking sounds. Several of his teeth were broken, and blood was flowing continuously from his mouth. The words he wanted to curse were ultimately stuck in his throat.

This was pure torture. A normal Song Yan probably wouldn't do something like this. He would have been more likely to just hand it over to Liang Qiaofeng, since that old woman was more professional than him. Song Yan even planned to bring Liang Qiaofeng to Liaodong as well. With that old woman around, many things would be much easier.

After all the women in the thatched hut had dressed, Song Yan led them away. Heavy armored soldiers stood in two rows protecting them. Perhaps it was the sense of security brought by their dark or scarlet armor that gradually dispelled the fear in the eyes of these women, whose minds were nearly broken by the torment.

As for Horikawa Sousuke, Song Yan had been with him the whole time. This guy was incredibly long-lived. Normally, such injuries, even if they didn't kill him from the pain, would be fatal from excessive blood loss alone. But although Horikawa Sousuke was getting weaker and weaker, he never lost his last breath.

The thirty extra ships they had prepared came in handy. When the ships reached the middle of the harbor, Song Yan, in a moment of mercy, threw him overboard. The seawater irritated his wounds, briefly bringing the unconscious Horikawa Sousuke back to consciousness, followed by his familiar screams. It might attract some carnivorous fish; who knew? Song Yan wasn't particularly concerned. Of course, before that, Horikawa Sousuke was more likely to drown, since he had no limbs and couldn't even turn over.

I wonder if this guy repented for the crimes he committed before he died?
Probably not.

After all, how can animals repent like humans?

By the time the ship reached the shore, it was already dark. Many people were still busy at work. With so many corpses, it would take a long time to behead them one by one. The countless heads piled together looked rather gruesome. Of course, this wasn't just a mound of heads; it involved mixing in materials like yellow mud to preserve them for longer.

Two thousand heavily armored soldiers carried boxes into the Luo residence. The several hundred women were also temporarily housed there. Luo Yuheng showed no disgust for these women despite their defilement; on the contrary, he felt great pity for them. As a woman himself, Luo Yuheng knew how difficult life was for women in this world. If any wanted to return home, Luo Yuheng would arrange for them to be sent back; if they wanted to stay, he would arrange for them to work as apprentices in the sugar workshop—most would probably choose the latter. After all, while women who had lost their virginity in Ningguo wouldn't necessarily be drowned in a pig cage, they would most likely be disliked by both their husband's and their own families, making life very difficult.

The next day, Song Yan went out to sea again.

Although Horikawa Sousuke was dead, he had revealed the approximate locations of Skull Island and Shark Island, presumably to demonstrate his worth, when they went to Snake Island. Both islands were garrisoned by several hundred Japanese pirates. This time, Song Yan found someone fluent in Japanese to accompany them. After beheading dozens of pirates, the islands were emptied of all their valuables. They also rescued many imprisoned women.

As for these Japanese pirates, they are worse than animals and do not deserve to live in this world.

Song Yan kept his word regarding the distribution of rewards. After spending a few days dealing with trivial matters, he personally oversaw the distribution, distributing the silver to each soldier according to the previously registered records. As the soldiers received their silver coins, they smiled with a simple, honest joy. Those who received more silver proudly raised their heads, quite pleased with themselves, while those who received less were indignant and vowed to cut off even more heads next time.

Those soldiers who were not qualified to participate in this battle were even more distraught, pounding their chests and vowing that no matter how hard it was, they would train hard in the future and strive to be qualified to go to the battlefield as soon as possible.

After all, their general really does pay.

In reality, soldiers are a very simple and pure group of people. Whoever can kill more enemies will be respected by their comrades, and whoever pays them will be willing to risk their lives for them.

Just like now, these soldiers look at Song Yan with eyes full of admiration.

Song Yan even had a strange feeling that if he wanted to lead these soldiers in a rebellion, they would probably dare to rush into the county government office with knives and chop off the head of the county magistrate, Luo Tianshu.

……

It's afternoon now.

The streets of Songzhou Prefecture were filled with pedestrians, and the number of merchants and travelers was increasing. Every now and then, you could see travelers leading their horses through the streets, and you could even see some caravans with bodyguards escorting their carriages and horses on their long journeys.

These caravans were probably all there for white sugar. After all, the Fang family and the Cui family were the only ones who could sell white sugar on a large scale. Songzhou was the Fang family's territory, so Cui Shi'an would naturally not compete with Fang Hai for business here.

As the effects of the floods and the victims gradually subside, Songzhou Prefecture is returning to its former prosperity.

Shops lining the roadside displayed fluttering flags and signs, and some women could be seen washing clothes in the Yi-Luo River, seemingly having completely forgotten the terror it had brought. The trees along the riverbank were bare, their leaves long gone, with only a few resident birds perched on the branches, chirping softly.

Painted boats glide across the emerald waters of the river, accompanied by the sounds of music and singing.

“Lingyue, little girl…”

At the Fang residence, Fang Hai was giving instructions to a beautiful young woman in her mid-twenties: "The Luo family's son-in-law will be coming tonight. You should dress up nicely. If he takes a liking to you, your future will be secure."

There was one more thing he didn't say, which was... the Fang family had also managed to latch onto a powerful backer.

That's right, that's what Fang Hai thinks.

(End of this chapter)