The Killer Shall Have No Heart Chapter 10

Connor just glanced at him indifferently without saying anything. Seeing the drunk man wailing and rolling around uncontrollably, he snorted coldly and went back to the yard.

Sam stood at the intersection and looked around. Many people had not started work yet early in the morning. The drunk's howling would probably attract a crowd of people soon, so he decided to leave first.

Thinking of this, Sam ran to the yard in a hurry. Halfway through, he seemed to remember something and hurried back to pick up the clothes on the shore.

After Sam returned, Connor's door was closed again, presumably to catch up on his sleep. However, Aunt Liu, who was carrying a sieve on her hand, saw Sam hurried back and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? What happened? Why did I hear someone shouting?"

Sam then told the story with a pale face. At the end, he couldn't help but secretly glance at Aunt Liu's face. After all, this matter was caused by him. He just ignored the drunkard at the beginning. Now Connor broke the man's leg. He was afraid that there would be some trouble.

After hearing this, Aunt Liu was stunned at first, and then her brows furrowed tightly.

Sam's heart skipped a beat as he watched, "Um... I didn't mean to do that..."

"Why are you apologizing? What did you do wrong?" Aunt Liu was a little surprised and explained, "I know that man. He is a notorious rogue in the village. When Cong'er and I just moved here, he wanted to steal my chickens. Cong'er taught him a lesson, so he didn't dare to come here anymore."

"I'm afraid he came here drunk and disoriented, and he wanted to take advantage of you because you're new here." Aunt Liu sneered, looking annoyed, but still comforted Sam: "Don't be afraid, with Cong'er here, that scoundrel won't dare to come to our house casually. Don't go too far away these few days, I'll find time to talk to the village chief about this matter."

Sam had been cautious in the beginning because he was staying here temporarily. Even though he was comforted by Aunt Liu, he still felt a little guilty. He just silently told himself that he would stop interfering in other people's business in the future.

"Then just let him stay there?" Sam had no idea and didn't dare to ask Connor, so he could only ask.

Aunt Liu thought for a moment, patted Sam's hand soothingly, and said, "I'll go take a look."

After saying that, Aunt Liu put down the sieve and walked out. How could Sam let her go alone? The two of them hurried to the riverside, only to see that many villagers were standing on the path that was deserted just now. Sam took a quick glance and didn't dare to look closely. He supported Aunt Liu and stood on the other side of the river.

People on the other side also noticed Sam and Aunt Liu. Some of them were familiar with them and asked, "Isn't this Aunt Liu? Do you know what happened to her?"

Aunt Liu then told the story and said at the end: "Please ask someone you know to ask the village chief to make the final decision. My Cong'er hurt someone, and we will pay the money he deserves, but this person bullied my child for no reason, so we need to talk it over."

After hearing the whole story, everyone had a clear idea in their hearts. Immediately, the one with the loudest voice shouted, "Why ask the village chief? This is just a small matter, just a broken arm or leg. We can just go to the end of the village and find Doctor Zhang to fix it."

"The village chief is not here. He went to the Sanfang Village next door and will not be back until tomorrow." someone said.

"Then let's take him to have his bones fixed first? Who will do it?"

As soon as this was said, several people laughed and said, "I'm not going. You guys can handle it. I have to go back to the fields."

Apparently this scoundrel was also notorious in the village. When it came to taking him to see a doctor, several of them ran away immediately. The few who stayed looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one took the initiative to do this.

The scoundrel was in so much pain that his face turned pale and he couldn't utter a word.

"Let me take you there. I happen to have an ox cart at home." A familiar voice sounded. It was the farm man who was familiar with Sam.

The man arrived at some point and stood at the end of the crowd. After seeing the situation clearly, he volunteered.

"Lin Shan, I advise you not to get involved in this muddy water. You have been here for a short time and you don't know that this guy is a well-known ruffian in the area. You'd better not be a good person and get yourself into trouble." A man advised.

"It's okay." Lin Shan smiled, but his eyes turned to Sam, and he said in a comforting tone: "I will send him there, and leave right after that, so that he won't have to lie here all the time. If it takes too long to connect him, won't it cause more trouble later?"

The man who was trying to persuade him no longer insisted after hearing what Lin Shan said, and just said, "Okay, then you send the person over, and we'll leave first."

Sam felt warm in his heart, knowing that Lin Shan was trying to help him. Otherwise, if the drunkard just lay there all day, it would be very difficult to deal with if something really happened.

Lin Shan was just an acquaintance of his, but he was willing to help him. Sam secretly kept this favor in his heart, thinking only of repaying him in the future.

Seeing that most people had left, Aunt Liu went back to the house to continue drying radishes. Sam followed Aunt Liu, walked a few steps, then stopped, turned around and looked at Lin Shan on the other side of the river.

Lin Shan didn't leave, he just stood there and looked at the drunk, as if he was considering how to deal with him. When he looked up, he saw Sam, thinking that he was worried about the drunk, so he comforted him: "Don't be afraid, this guy has always had a bad reputation in the village, and the village chief won't be biased against him."

"I..." Sam took a deep breath and said sincerely, "I really...thank you. I have nothing to repay you."

Lin Shan waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "What's the big deal? We're neighbors, so I'll help if I can."

"Just call me if you need my help." Sam could also see that Lin Shan was a truly kind-hearted person, so he stopped refusing and replied seriously.

Lin Shan readily agreed, and the two of them went back home. Lin Shan went home to prepare the ox cart, while Sam went back to the house to continue washing the unwashed clothes.

Sam was the only one in the yard fetching water and washing clothes, while Aunt Liu went to the farmland at the foot of the mountain in the backyard.

The yard was quiet. Sam rubbed his hands for a while and then began to daydream absent-mindedly. He sat there for a while and then couldn't help but got up and walked to the outside of Connor's door and wandered around, his face full of confusion.

When Connor wakes up, what should he say to Connor?

He injured the scoundrel and now has to pay him compensation.

But life was already difficult now, and Connor had to use the money from his work to buy medicine for Aunt Liu, so he had no money to compensate that scoundrel.

Ultimately, it was all caused by my own meddling. I should have just pretended not to see it at the beginning.

Sam had one thought after another in his mind, and finally he started to blame himself, thinking that it was all because of him that he had provoked such a scoundrel, and he felt extremely guilty.

"What are you standing here for? Why don't you go in?"

A young voice sounded, gentle yet frivolous, like a breeze suddenly ringing in Sam's ears. While speaking, Sam could even feel the hot breath of the person behind him.

This sound...!

Sam turned around in surprise, and unexpectedly saw a young man who was eight feet tall and stood elegantly.

The man was dressed in black, with his hair tied up in a ponytail. There was a hint of smile between his eyebrows, and his deep eyes were looking at Sam gently. His handsome face was full of fatigue that could not be concealed.

It was Grant who had disappeared for many days!

Since they parted that night, Grant said he was going to do something and there has been no news since then. Sam thought it would take at least a few months to hear from him, but he didn't expect to see him again so soon!

"You're back!!" Sam couldn't help but shout out, his face full of unconcealable joy.

"I didn't expect you missed me so much? Um... let me feel it, am I being abused by him here?" Grant didn't expect that he would be so popular with this little guy, and he couldn't help but reach out to pinch Sam's face.

Grant and Connor knew each other. Now was the time when Sam was worried. Seeing Grant, he felt like he had found a backbone. He couldn't help but go forward and hug Grant. He dodged Grant's hand and said, "I seem to have caused trouble for Connor."

Grant was not surprised, he nodded and said: "Yes, I heard it."

Sam: "Did you hear that? How long have you been here?"

"Just now, when the group of people were talking about who to take to whose house, I was hiding in the nearby woods." Grant spoke very naturally. After speaking, he couldn't help but touch his stubbled chin and smiled, "I'm so thirsty. Let me have a cup of tea first, and I'll give you some advice."

"Hey! I'll pour it for you!" Sam was shocked when he saw Grant reaching out to push Connor's door, and hurriedly stopped him. Without saying anything, he pulled Grant to the kitchen, took his own bowl from the cupboard, and poured a bowl of boiled water for Grant.

Grant took the bowl of water and drank three big bowls in a row before wiping his mouth. He put the bowl down with a wave of his hand and sat down at the table.

Sam, who was waiting on the side, saw this and quickly poured another bowl of water. Grant waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to drink anymore, so he put down the kettle and asked, "Is there any solution?"

"There is a way." Grant nodded.

Sam looked nervous.

"Pay compensation." Grant said calmly and shrugged.

Sam was petrified on the spot, and his whole body deflated like a deflated bag. He sat at the table with a distressed look on his face, deep in thought.

"You look like the sky has fallen. It's just that you injured one person. You know how exhausted I am. I had to travel all the way here. The seven-day mission was shortened to three days just for you. How come you don't look so happy after returning?" Boss Grant touched his chin and smacked his lips unhappily.

Sam then slowly realized that Grant and Connor were both assassins before, and to them, it was indeed just a small matter of "injuring one person".