Song Jingchen paused and frowned. He glanced at Bruiser, who was hiding in the crowd.
The latter met his gaze and ran away.
Song Jingchen said unhurriedly, “I don’t know who you’re looking for. As you can see, everyone in our family is here.”
“Brother, be careful. He has hidden weapons.”
“Right. We all watched him take it out of that chair,” the injured pair reminded him.
Seeing that their faces were covered in blood, Feng Laoliu pushed Madam Li forward and instructed his subordinates, “The two of you, go and capture him.”
After giving the instructions, he warned, “You’d better not act rashly. Otherwise, I might lose my life if I’m not careful.”
Song Jingchen secretly clenched his fists and looked at the two people who were getting closer and closer to him. In the end, he didn’t move.
There was a moment of silence.
“Ah…” Feng Laoliu suddenly screamed. The hand that was holding Madam Li was cut off at the shoulder, and a machete was nailed to the roof of the old house’s main hall.
Blood splattered all over Madam Li’s face. Madam Li’s eyes darkened and she was about to faint when a petite body caught her.
“Sister, Sister Jia…” Madam Li looked at the person who had suddenly appeared and suddenly calmed down.
Bruiser also squeezed through the crowd and pushed away the person holding Brother Hao down while everyone was in a daze.
“Catch them!” Feng Laoliu covered his wound with his hand and roared with a ferocious expression.
Someone reacted and quickly went to grab a few children. Shen Yijia pushed Madam Li back and blocked them.
Glancing at Song Jingchen, who was dragged out of the wheelchair and pressed to the ground, Shen Yijia was furious. She raised her leg angrily and kicked the person in front of her.
The man was kicked a few meters away and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Shen Yijia did not mind that she had killed someone. She cleared a path and asked Bruiser to bring the children back to the house.
She arrived at Song Jingchen’s side in a flash and grabbed the hand of the person holding him down. With a crack, she twisted the person’s arm.
Before he could cry out in pain, he fainted.
Song Jingchen looked up at Shen Yijia, and his scarlet eyes stunned her.
This was the first time she had seen Song Jingchen in such a sorry state. His hair was messy and his entire body was dirty.
Shen Yijia’s heart ached, and her eyes turned red. She turned her head, gritted her teeth, and carried Song Jingchen back to the wheelchair. She said softly, “I won’t let them off.”
With that, she turned to look at Feng Laoliu.
Even though the person he was looking for finally appeared, he didn’t feel happy at all. Instead, he felt that a disaster was imminent.
Remembering that he had brought many people with him, he suppressed the fear in his heart and glared at Shen Yijia. “B*tch, I brought people here today. You’d better kneel down and beg for mercy. If I’m in a good mood, I can give you a quick death. Otherwise, if you fall into my hands, I’ll definitely make you beg for death.”
“Hahaha!” Shen Yijia suddenly laughed. She tilted her head and asked innocently, “How do you want to die? I can fulfill your wish right now.”
Feng Laoliu felt a chill run down his spine from Shen Yijia’s gaze. He even forgot the pain in his broken arm. He took a few steps back and did not forget to instruct his lackeys, “Attack. Beat them to death.”
The lackeys rushed towards Shen Yijia.
Shen Yijia slowly removed the hairpin from her head, and her black hair fell down.
She didn’t mind. She turned the hairpin gently and put the other half in her pocket. She looked around at the onlookers.
She bared her teeth and faced him.
