An arrow hit the man who was trying to save someone in the shoulder.
The other two had already run over.
Gianna didn't hide anymore. She walked out from behind the wall.
The man who was shot had lowered his head. No one could tell if he was dead or alive.
Gianna looked at the three men who were staring at her like hungry wolves. She stayed very calm and asked, "Where are you from?"
When they saw their friend was dead, the three men's eyes became even scarier.
They looked like they wanted to tear Gianna apart.
"You little girl, how dare you kill someone! Tonight we'll teach you how to serve men properly!"
The leader stopped the man who wanted to rush forward.
He had a dark look on his face, filled with killing intent. He said, "We were just passing by your village. Why did you kill my brother?"
"Passing by?" Gianna laughed in a mocking way.
Only a fool would believe something like that.
She asked again, "I don't have much patience. You better tell me where you came from and what you're doing in our village. If not, I can promise you, you won't leave here alive."
In these times, if a woman fell into the hands of several men, everyone knew what would happen.
Besides, they had come straight to her house and even called her name. It was clear they were after her.
They wanted to kill her, and she didn't plan to let them live. That's why she struck first without mercy.
The leader couldn't hold back anymore. "Girl, I admit you've got some skill. But there are three of us. Do you really think we're afraid of you? Let's get her! Grab her and let the brothers enjoy her first!"
The other two men looked at Gianna with dirty eyes, full of lust.
If their eyes could take off clothes, Gianna would already have been stripped hundreds of times.
Gianna threw her bow and arrows to the side. A kitchen knife appeared in her hand.
One of the men laughed loudly when he saw it. "A kitchen knife? Girl, do you think you're cooking dinner?"
The three of them looked at each other and rushed at Gianna without hesitation.
Gianna moved quickly. She dodged the knife from the first man, then kicked the second man hard.
She turned her body to the side and charged straight at the leader.
"Boss, this girl knows martial arts!"
The man called boss looked even more angry. "No wonder Xiao Dahu said this little slut isn't easy to deal with."
Xiao Dahu!
Gianna caught the key point.
She already thought it was strange for outsiders to come to such a remote village. Now she understood—it was because of Xiao Dahu.
"You're from Men Village?" Gianna stepped back and asked with a cold face.
The leader didn't want to say more.
He said in a creepy voice, "You'll know where we're from soon. There haven't been any women in our village for a long time. Once we catch you, little slut, you'll find out what it means to wish you were dead."
Gianna had already killed one of his trusted men. He was furious.
At first, he thought she looked pretty and wanted to keep her for a while.
Now he decided once they caught her, he would let the others have their fun first, then take her back to the village so the rest of the men could enjoy her, and finally kill her.
He wanted Gianna to suffer worse than death.
Worse than death? Gianna suddenly gave a cruel smile.
Perfect. She wanted the same for them.
After testing their strength, Gianna stopped holding back. She raised the knife in her hand and slashed at one of the men.
That man was scared and quickly dodged.
Gianna wasn't in a hurry. These three men were slow to react.
She figured that if she kept fighting long enough, she'd find an opening.
Sure enough, Gianna caught an opportunity.
She swung the kitchen knife in her hand and struck one of the men right in the neck.
Blood splattered.
"Old Four!"
The man, called Old Big, glared at Gianna with hatred. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to rush at her and tear her apart. He swung the knife in his hand toward her.
Soon, only Gianna and the leader were left standing.
The other two were already lying in pools of blood.
The leader no longer had the arrogance and confidence he had before.
The more he fought, the more panicked he became, realizing that he was no match for Gianna.
"Who exactly are you? You're definitely not a country woman."
He had bullied countless women in the villages. Every one of them was either terrified, pitiful, or begging for mercy.
Even when he met resistance, it was always in vain.
But today, he had met his match.
Gianna sneered, "What if I'm not a country woman? Don't worry, I won't kill you so quickly."
She cut through the man's hand tendons and foot tendons.
Then, she shoved a rag into his mouth.
The man looked at Gianna with terror in his eyes. Fear was all that remained in his gaze.
She couldn't let the children see the bodies.
And it wouldn't be good for Floyd to know how brutal she was.
She dragged the four corpses to an abandoned cellar behind the village, rummaging through their money pouches, but unfortunately, their pouches were as empty as their faces.
She threw the bodies into the cellar.
Then, she dragged the leader to the side of the cellar and roughly pulled out the rag from his mouth.
"Tell me, what did Floyd send you here for?"
The leader was shaking in fear.
Gianna's way of handling the bodies was even more decisive and clean than he expected. It was obvious this wasn't her first time doing this.
What kind of woman was she?
He hated Floyd with all his might. If it weren't for Floyd coming to the village to find them, he would never have come to the Mud Hut Village.
He swallowed nervously, trembling, "If I tell you, will you let me go?"
Gianna coldly laughed, "Let you go? What a delusional dream. But I can promise you one thing, if you confess, I will make your death quick and painless. You should know, there are many ways to torture someone."
Having killed the four men from the Mud Hut Village, Gianna felt no guilt.
Earlier, Old Big had wanted to sell her to the people from the Mud Hut Village.
These men not only bought people from nearby villages, but they also kidnapped people from remote villages. Anyone who fell into their hands always had one fate: death.
It could be said that every person in the Mud Hut Village had blood on their hands.
Their deaths were not worth pitying.
Even if she had encountered people like those from Mud Hut Village before, she would have killed them without hesitation.
The man trembled, "Floyd said that your whole family is the only one left in Mud Hut Village. Your husband, Floyd, will surely go out to find water. When he leaves, only you and the three children will be left. Do you know what we Mud Hut Village people live on? Children are a great temptation for us."
Gianna's face turned black, and she cursed, "Beasts!"
The man lowered his head and said, "We're just trying to survive. Life in Mud Hut Village is no better than yours. We live on the mountainside, with little land. These days, everyone is struggling. Even if we resort to banditry, we can't find enough to eat. I admit we are beasts, not humans. I've said everything I needed to say."