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Chapter 449: Castrated Beast

Chapter 449: Chapter 449: Castrated Beast

"When I was young, I wanted to learn veterinary medicine. Unlike today, there were no specialized schools, so you learned by following a master..."

Old Mu said dispassionately as he pulled out his tools one by one.

"The first skill my master taught me was drugging. You must get the dosage right, not too little and not too much. The dosage needed for animals of different sizes shouldn’t be confused, or they’ll be poisoned to death outright. Drugging people is the first time for me. Over the past few days, I’ve tested it on myself repeatedly to master the dosage..."

"Is Xiaofeng okay? My son is okay, right? Uncle Mu, I’m begging you, spare the child..." Zhou Guicheng’s wife stammered in panic, tears streaming down her face.

"Don’t worry, he’s just asleep. The dose in the food is not enough to kill him."

It turned out that Old Mu not only drugged the wine but also the food, especially the chicken dish, which had the most.

Even so, the amount wasn’t enough to kill a child with poisoning.

Hearing Old Mu say this, everyone in the Zhou family breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, Old Mu continued: "After a few years with the master, the second skill was castrating livestock. If pigs aren’t castrated, the meat smells; if mules or horses aren’t castrated, they become temperamental... Animals with that thing aren’t necessarily better off, and neither are people. When castrating, you have to move quickly, make the wound small, and use as few cuts as possible..."

As Old Mu spoke, he pulled out tools from the cloth roll, tools for castrating pigs, donkeys, and such.

"Old Mu, what are you doing?" Zhou Maoshu asked with a hint of fear.

"Don’t worry, I won’t touch you."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Zhou Guicheng, and his target was obvious.

"Old Zhou, don’t... don’t be confused. You’ve watched Small Success grow up. Don’t you know what kind of person he is? Spare us, spare Small Success. If you castrate him, his life is over..." Huang Ju cried and pleaded.

And Zhou Guicheng stared with wide eyes, terrified at the surgical knife in Old Mu’s hand, trembling all over, his mind in chaos, unable to speak for a moment.

Old Mu looked at him and said coldly, "Even now, you’re unwilling to speak the truth?"

"Uncle Mu, I’m begging you, sparing me. I have always been very filial to you and Aunt for so many years. If I’ve done anything wrong, I’ll change. I promise to change..."

Old Mu looked at him coldly and then stepped forward, directly reaching out to take off his pants.

The sharp, cold blade skimmed across his skin, and whether it was the chill or fear, all the hair on his body stood on end instantly.

"Uncle Mu, Old Mu Uncle, please, please..." Zhou Guicheng pleaded.

Zhou Maoshu cursed loudly, while Zhou Guicheng’s wife and Huang Ju begged bitterly.

"Old Mu, if Small Success did something wrong, we’ll bear it for him, please spare him..."

"Old Mu, how dare you? If you castrate Small Success, I’ll kill you..."

"Old Mu Uncle, Small Success has always respected you. Why do you treat him like this? We’ve all been sincere with you..."

...

Old Mu rubbed the two surgical knives in his hands against each other, making a piercing sound, and then said: "I know your family are all good people and have helped us a lot over the years."

"But good bamboo still grows bad shoots. Small Success’s wife, you know I have a daughter, right?" Old Mu spoke calmly to Zhou Guicheng’s wife.

"I know, I know... She... she and I... grew up with Guicheng since childhood. For the sake of your daughter, please spare my husband..."

Zhou Guicheng’s wife still hadn’t figured out what was going on.

Old Mu glanced at her and slowly said, "She was raped and murdered. After being killed, she was stuffed into the sewer. By the time she was found, my once clean and beautiful daughter, looked like that... like that..."

As Old Mu spoke, he trembled all over, his eyes bloodshot, staring hard at Zhou Guicheng.

Even with a strong mind, Zhou Guicheng felt a wave of panic under Old Mu’s gaze.

"The police haven’t found the killer for years. How can you be sure it was Small Success? Don’t you know what kind of person he is? Are you senile? Are you crazy? What evidence do you have that proves Small Success did it..."

Zhou Maoshu shouted, his eyes almost popping out in anger, berating Old Mu.

"Only the police need evidence. I’m not the police..."

Old Mu hadn’t finished when he made a slash, and even Zhou Guicheng hadn’t reacted, only feeling a chill in his lower body, instinctively exclaiming.

However, because of the anesthetic, he didn’t feel much pain, but even shouting with all his strength, he couldn’t make much noise.

This was also why Old Mu was confident and unworried about them calling for help.

These past few days, he had tried it on himself many times. Besides, to prevent fire, families in the town were quite far apart, so even shouting loudly wouldn’t be heard immediately.

Old Mu wasn’t lying when he said he was skilled at castrating animals. In the blink of an eye, he removed what was under Zhou Guicheng.

He even thoughtfully stopped Zhou Guicheng’s bleeding. Thanks to the medication, he didn’t pass out and remained conscious, though even so, he was in such pain that he twitched continuously.

"Boy, even now, you don’t admit it?" Old Mu asked as he looked at him.

"I didn’t... I didn’t kill anyone. I didn’t. You lunatic, psycho, you XXX, I’m blind to call someone like you uncle..." Zhou Guicheng cursed loudly, almost frenzied.

The others, seeing that Old Mu really castrated Zhou Guicheng, started cursing too, their words extremely harsh.

Old Mu seemed to turn a deaf ear, staring blankly at Zhou Guicheng, then suddenly giving him a thumbs up.

"You, boy, have a tough mouth. You’re quite something. But whether you admit it or not doesn’t matter..."

"Fei Yan was my heart and soul. You took her away, so I take your heart and soul. Isn’t that fair?" Old Mu said, turning his gaze to the still sleeping Zhou Xiaofeng beside him.

"No, no, no..." The Zhou family was all shocked.

"Old Mu, I beg you... if you kill Xiaofeng, the Zhou family will be finished." Zhou Maoshu pleaded.

"Weren’t the Mu family finished a long time ago? Why can’t your family be?"

"Fei Yan was a girl, it’s not the same, it’s not the same..."

"To me, it’s all the same..." Old Mu said as he approached Zhou Xiaofeng with the blood-stained knife.

"What do you want? What do you want? I’ll do whatever you want, don’t hurt my son..." Zhou Guicheng, who had been so tough, finally panicked.

Old Mu looked at him coldly and said: "Explain to your parents and your wife why you killed my daughter and how you killed her."

At this point, Zhou Guicheng knew there was no use denying it.

As Old Mu said, he wasn’t a cop and didn’t need evidence, he could kill his son directly.

So he could only spill the beans, recounting everything that happened that year in full detail.

Zhou Maoshu and his wife and his wife all looked at Zhou Guicheng in disbelief.

They never expected their good son and husband to be a brutal rapist and murderer.

"Spare my son, kill me instead, a life for a life..." Zhou Guicheng finished, looking at Old Mu calmly.

He seemed born cold-blooded, able to remain calm even after what Old Mu did to him, without much panic or unease, his son being his only weak spot.

"There’s one thing I don’t understand."

"You say it."

"It’s been so many years, and you hadn’t sought revenge. Why suddenly fixate on me as the killer, hell-bent on this?"

This was something Zhou Guicheng couldn’t understand.