Rebirth of the Cannon Fodder in the Entertainment Circle-Chapter 620: Liu Ling was made the cannon fodder of life (5)

Luo Ning really had no choice.

In the 1960s, leaving the village required an introduction letter, and doing business was not allowed; in another two years, that campaign would come again.

She couldn’t take her sister and leave the village, so she had to find a way to completely sever ties with the Luo Family, only then could she think of ways to live a good life.

Otherwise, with Old Madam Luo and Luo Zhu around, it would be absolutely impossible for her to have any good development or future prospects.

As long as they didn’t separate from the family, they would be entangled, restricted, or leeched upon by these top-grades every single day.

Hearing Luo Ning’s words, Old Madam Luo and the others had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

If this were written down, would the Luo Family’s reputation still be intact?

Luo Zhu was even more stunned. In her memory, Luo Sanya had always been gentle and soft—when had she become so crazy?

But in her previous life, the incident where Luo Sanya fell into the water and almost got burned to death never happened; now her sudden madness wasn’t impossible.

She had seen on TV indeed that some people changed a lot after almost dying. freewēbnoveℓ.com

But for Luo Ning to actually make her write such a letter severing family ties, that was absolutely unacceptable.

She said sternly, "No, you can sever family ties if you want, but you have to say that it was your own decision to leave."

She had just saved Jiang Congyi and was waiting for him to pursue and marry her. How could she bear the reputation of having pushed her niece into the river?

Luo Ning sneered, "You don’t have to write if you don’t want to. It seems you don’t care about Old Madam Luo’s life at all."

Her eyes harbored a sharp coldness, "I’ll give you one last chance, either write immediately, or I’ll slaughter Old Madam Luo right now, then kill you."

Having lived through the apocalypse, and killed so many zombies, Luo Ning, though devoid of any superpower, could still exude a chilling and harsh aura.

Luo Zhu felt genuinely scared by her cold gaze, taking a few steps back.

She thought this damned girl had gone mad; she might really kill them both.

Then she saw Luo Ning’s knife move forward again, and blood flowed from Old Madam Luo’s neck.

"Ah!" Old Madam Luo naturally felt it too and couldn’t help screaming out, even wetting herself.

"Ah!" Luo Zhu also couldn’t help but scream.

They had not expected Luo Ning to actually follow through.

While screaming, Old Madam Luo shouted, "Write, write it for her."

Her good days were still ahead, and she did not want to die.

Luo Zhu had a similar thought, "I’ll write, I’ll write."

It would be better if this crazy girl left and severed ties with the Luo Family.

Jiang Congyi would never be interested in someone of this sort anyway.

Luo Sanya would be even less likely to connect with Jiang Congyi because of her relationship with her third brother.

She would like to see the two damned girls leave the Luo Family and try to survive out there.

Best if they starved to death outside.

As she wrote, even more sinister thoughts arose.

Once the two damned girls were out, if something happened to them, like being assaulted by the village thugs or such, it would no longer be the Luo Family’s concern.

Dare to threaten her, Luo Sanya you wait.

As for the incident of being pushed into the river, she was not afraid to write it down; she would say it was an accident.

After all, she even had her nephew save the girl.

And the matter of not spending money to send the damned girl to the clinic, who doesn’t first try to endure a fever at home before sending them to the clinic when it gets worse?

Now the damned girl still had the strength to wield a knife at people, which proved she didn’t need the clinic at all.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was good that the damned girl was going crazy; it even saved her the trouble of driving her away.

Otherwise, every day seeing Luo Sanya, she couldn’t help but remember the rich and carefree life she lived in her previous life, as well as her own miserable state.

As instructed by Luo Ning, she finished writing and picked it up, "I’ve written it."

Luo Ning scanned the content on the paper; indeed, everything was written as she had said.

She pointed to the three Luo brothers and Luo Zhu, "Those who can write, sign your names; those who can’t, press your fingerprints."

As for Luo Ning’s literacy, the people present were not surprised.

Although the few girls in the family had not been sent to school, the village had literacy classes that they had attended.

Luo Zhu and the others had no choice but to sign their names and stamp their fingerprints.

Luo Ning then had Luo Zhu bring it over to help Old Mrs. Luo stamp her fingerprint.

After the arrangements were made, Luo Ning snatched the paper and tucked it into her bag.

Luo Zhu said, "We’ve done everything you asked, can you let my mom go now?"

Luo Ning revealed a kind of sinister smile that was frightening, "Of course I will let her go."

She then threatened, "If you dare to trouble me and Wuya again, I will do what the widow in the next village did: either set fire to you in the middle of the night to burn you all up or come in and hack you all to pieces."

Old Madam Luo and the others were: "..." The girl was really too terrifying, too mad.

But being pushed to this extent, they were really resentful and unwilling!

The old lady had already prepared herself, as soon as the girl let go of her, she would rush out and shout that her granddaughter was a murderer.

Anyway, the wound on her neck was still there, and there were so many people at home to testify.

The girl wanted to break off from the family, good, she would cut them off completely.

Daring to kill her own grandmother, this was absolutely unacceptable in the village.

She wanted to see the girl carry such a reputation, to see how she could live in the village in the future.

But still, she had to be wary of the girl becoming desperate, really setting fires or something.

Maybe she should go to the brigade leader, let the people in the village see the girl’s ferociousness first, threaten to report to the police.

Then instigate the villagers, saying the girl had gone mad and would hack people randomly.

The brigade leader wouldn’t agree for the sake of the village’s reputation, but he would have people watch the girl.

When the time came, the entire village would stay away from the girl and prevent her from turning things around.

It had to be said, the old lady was not only mean and ruthless but also not stupid.

Luo Ning saw the old woman’s eyes darting around and had some guesses.

Her lips curled up slightly, such an obvious weakness, would she hand it over to the old woman? Wishful thinking.

Just now, while pretending to put the paper in her pocket, she had already moved a bottle of top-grade hemostatic medicine from her space to the bag.

And scooped up a small amount in her hand.

This top-grade hemostatic medicine was extracted from mutant plants of the apocalypse, its effects were extraordinarily good.

As long as it was applied to a not-too-deep wound, it could stop the bleeding immediately, and the wound would heal within a minute.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t actually use a knife to draw blood on Old Madam Luo’s neck.

Otherwise, no matter how bad the old hag was, the villagers would always take her side.

If she wanted to live in the village, public opinion had to be swayed to her side.

So, just before removing the kitchen knife, Luo Ning smeared it on Old Madam Luo’s neck with her hand first.

She applied the medicine, and incidentally cleaned up the few drops of blood that had previously seeped out.

Just as Old Madam Luo was about to get up and rush out to shout "granddaughter murderer!"

Luo Ning suddenly reversed her hand with the kitchen knife and cut her own arm, shoulder, and neck a few times.

Blood instantly stained her thin cotton garment red.

These wounds were trivial to her; a dab of medicine later would fix them, but right now they served as the most advantageous weapon.

One cannot catch the wolf without sacrificing something.

She forcibly pulled Old Madam Luo’s hand and smeared it over her arm wounds a few times.

After Old Madam Luo’s hand was covered in blood, Luo Ning stuffed the kitchen knife into the already stunned old woman’s hand.

Then she tousled her hair and pulled her clothes so they were wrinkled and twisted.

Her eyes, originally crazed with red, now toned down the madness to look aggrieved and frightened, and she suddenly burst into tears.

Now was the time to rely on her acting skills.

Having done all this, Luo Ning suddenly stood up, rushed to the courtyard gate, opened it, and a piercing cry for help rose.

"Help! Murder!"

Luo Ning’s cries, filled with panic, urgency, and fear, echoed all around, "Grandma’s going to kill me, somebody save me!"

It was precisely the time when people were finishing work, so this scream immediately attracted many people running over.