Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1120 - 358: Cunning Capture of Chicken Thieves_4

Chapter 1120: Chapter 358: Cunning Capture of Chicken Thieves_4

These people had explored the orchard by day and had easily found their way to the coops under each fruit tree. Just as they were about to open the coop doors, preparing to grab the plump chickens inside, a thunderous tiger roar tore through the air, causing their legs to buckle and they fell onto the snow-covered ground on their behinds.

"What’s happening? What the hell is happening?" As lanterns began to light up in all directions, Theft Chicken Boss shouted at his subordinates in a panic, seemingly unable to accept the reality of being surrounded.

The subordinates were already dumbfounded, having no idea when the crowd had arrived or when they had appeared behind them, enclosing them completely.

"Heehee, with such little brains, you still dare come here to play the role of grand chicken thieves; God must have been watching over you. Instead of cherishing that, you continue to do evil, clearly even God can’t stand it anymore." Zhenzhen laughed at the terrified Chicken Thieves, her admiration for her older sister rising to new heights.

Look, big sister said the Chicken Thieves would come tonight, and sure enough, they did. She even gathered the villagers in advance to ambush in the orchard. Those foolish thieves thought the dogs were lured away, unaware that it was big sister’s ploy to let them chase away the Chicken Thieves, setting the stage for a desired sweep of all the culprits!

"No, it’s impossible; how could you possibly know someone was coming to steal chickens tonight? No, there must be a traitor, there has to be a traitor!" Theft Chicken Boss refused to admit that his own lack of intelligence led to their capture, glaring furiously at his subordinates and bellowing with a face so twisted it looked as if he could eat someone alive.

The subordinates had no time to attend to their boss’s roar as hundreds of expressionless villagers advanced on them, a sense of utter despair rising in their hearts—this time, there would be no escape, even if they had wings.

Seeing that the Chicken Thieves gave up resisting so easily, surrendering without a fight, Mo Yan felt a bit bored and, while holding Mao Tuan’s ear, she instructed the eager villagers holding ropes, "Tie them up for now; we’ll decide whether to hand them over to the authorities or deal with them privately when dawn breaks."

Upon hearing her words, the villagers swarmed up and tied up the dozen or so Chicken Thieves securely. The families who had been victims of chicken theft kicked the Chicken Thieves several times to vent their anger.

"No, I don’t want to see an official; you damn curs, let me go! If you dare touch a hair on my head, I’ll make sure you have no graves to be buried in." Theft Chicken Boss saw the villagers closing in and suddenly sprang up with agile hands reaching towards the nearest villager.

Mo Yan, seeing trouble, immediately commanded, "Mao Tuan, charge!"

Mao Tuan obeyed, darting out like an arrow and at the moment Theft Chicken Boss’s hand touched the villager, he pinned the man to the ground, pressing down so firmly Theft Chicken Boss nearly suffocated.

This time, without Mo Yan needing to direct them, the villagers swiftly moved in and tied up Theft Chicken Boss. One of the villagers, unfazed by the cold, removed his sock and stuffed it into the still shouting and threatening Theft Chicken Boss’s mouth.

Men’s feet usually have a not-so-pleasant smell, especially when socks aren’t washed daily in winter, making the odor even stronger. Theft Chicken Boss was so overwhelmed by the stench that he rolled his eyes and nearly passed out.

At this moment, the eight Chicken Thieves that had "led away" the four big dogs were chased back by the dogs. They appeared tattered and bruised, miserably worse for wear, clearly having been harshly dealt with by the dogs.

The Chicken Thieves who had initially envied their eight companions shivered all over, beginning to feel fortunate. But as they looked at themselves tightly bound, their sense of relief vanished without a trace, regretting for the umpteenth time why they had listened to the boss and gone through with this...