Chapter 218 is completely over.

The instinct for survival drove them forward.

Even knowing that their opponent was in danger, they dared not retreat even half a step.

They formed a semi-circle with their bodies, trying to block the two men's escape route.

If Shen Cuifen and her group were to take down Zhang Qiang, those two would be no match for her.

Although Zhang Qiang was quite strong, he was also known for his domineering and tyrannical behavior.

However, in terms of ruthlessness and practical experience, he is far inferior to Shen Cuifen.

Lu Zhonghe had personally witnessed her fighting with someone in the field.

That is why they are even more afraid.

As for Lu Guizhen and Lu Guizhi, Lu Zhonghe knew the truth.

If they really fought, neither of them would know a decent move.

Let alone surgery, I'd faint just from the sight of blood.

As long as Shen Cuifen is subdued first, even if these two have a machete, they won't be able to get very far.

"You two hold off the guy who didn't bring any weapons, I'll deal with the woman!"

Zhang Qiang stared at Song Wenhua, and as soon as he spoke, he moved.

Lu Zhonghe and Lu Shuixian were so frightened by the kitchen knife in Shen Cuifen's hand that their legs went weak, and Zhang Qiang didn't need to urge them at all.

The two immediately surrounded Song Wenhua.

They stared at the knife, the image of being slashed repeatedly flashing through their minds.

So they almost instinctively lunged at Song Wenhua.

Even if the opponent only had a wooden stick, it became their only barrier.

"You've come!"

Zhang Qiang suddenly shouted in the other direction.

In that instant, everyone instinctively turned their heads to look.

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at him, thinking he had called for help.

My heart stopped for a moment, and the air seemed to freeze.

If they had had foreign aid, they might have been able to escape unscathed today.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he turned and ran without looking back.

He never intended to fight Shen Cuifen head-on!

He knew Shen Cuifen's ruthlessness and understood Song Wenhua's vigilance.

If we were to fight head-on, I would have no chance of winning.

Having been in this business for so many years, he understands what's in someone's eyes all too well.

Shen Cuifen's eyes were as cold as knives.

There was no fear, no hesitation in those eyes.

Zhang Qiang could see it clearly, and it was precisely because he could see it clearly that he was even more afraid.

Although she wasn't as formidable as Song Wenhua, she was by no means someone to be trifled with.

Zhang Qiang had only one plan from beginning to end.

He stalled Song Wenhua while he made his escape.

He had Lu Zhonghe and his brother entangle Song Wenhua, but in reality, he was using them as cannon fodder to buy time for his own escape.

Even if they get punished, it has nothing to do with him.

If he can escape into the mountains, there is still a chance for things to turn around.

There are many small paths and dense grass on this mountain. If he ventures deep into the mountains, he is 90% confident that he can escape.

He knew this mountain area like the back of his hand.

He skipped school as a child and hid from debt collectors as an adult, relying on this mountain forest to survive.

Once he escapes inside, it will be very difficult for his pursuers to find him.

As for Zhang Lin lying on the ground...

I'm sorry, my dear brother.

He will definitely take good care of his sister-in-law and nephew in the future.

He silently repeated this sentence to himself.

Once I survive, I will make it up to you.

But even he himself didn't believe that.

Zhang Qiang thought his move was flawless.

Song Wenhua's eyes never left him from beginning to end.

Song Wenhua was neither misled by the shout nor entangled by Lu Zhonghe and his brothers.

He saw through everything; from the moment Zhang Qiang opened his mouth, he recognized his scheme.

He had only taken three steps when Song Wenhua rushed over.

Before those three steps even landed, Song Wenhua's figure darted out.

Lu Zhonghe and Lu Shuixian then realized what was happening and thought Zhang Qiang was about to attack Shen Cuifen, so they hurriedly tried to stop Song Wenhua.

Seeing Song Wenhua suddenly leap up, they mistakenly thought he was heading towards Shen Cuifen and were afraid of accidentally injuring her.

The two quickly reached out to pull him away, shouting, "No! No!"

Shen Cuifen raised her hand, holding the kitchen knife in front of the two men, without retreating an inch.

"Anyone who dares to move, I'll chop them down."

Zhang Qiang was only focused on running forward, unaware of anything behind him.

His entire attention was focused on the woods ahead.

All I could hear were my own breathing and footsteps.

He didn't hear Song Wenhua's footsteps approaching, nor did he realize that the situation behind him had completely reversed.

He thought he had won, and that freedom was just ahead.

Song Wenhua swung the wooden stick and struck Zhang Qiang on the back of the knee.

"Smack!"

A muffled thud rang out, particularly jarring in the quiet night.

The wooden stick struck the vulnerable joint hard.

Zhang Qiang screamed in agony and fell forward, his knees throbbing with excruciating pain, unable to get up again.

"thump!"

He hadn't even had a chance to push himself up.

Song Wenhua swung the thick wooden stick in his hand with a whooshing sound.

With a loud clang, it struck the sickle he was holding precisely.

The sickle flew out of his hand in an instant.

Zhang Qiang turned around abruptly, his pupils contracting.

He struggled forward, his outstretched hand almost touching the handle of the sickle.

But at that moment, Song Wenhua stepped forward.

He grabbed Zhang Qiang by the collar, his fingers clenching tightly.

Zhang Qiang was suddenly dragged down, his back slamming heavily to the ground, and he cried out "Ah!"

Before they could react, Song Wenhua had already pressed down on them.

The two instantly began to wrestle.

Upon seeing this, Shen Guizhen's heart leaped into her throat.

She quickly grabbed the wood-chopping knife leaning against the tree, rushed to Lu Xiuye's side, and swiftly brought the knife down.

With a "crack," the rope snapped.

She was about to toss the dirty hemp rope aside.

Lu Xiuye ​​suddenly raised her hand and grabbed her wrist.

"Sis, don't throw it away!"

Lu Xiuye ​​gritted her teeth, her face as pale as paper, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Use these to tie them up! While we still have the strength, we can't let them escape again!"

As she spoke, she struggled to sit up, her arms trembling uncontrollably.

But he still managed to stand firm despite the excruciating pain.

Shen Guizhen paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

She gripped the wood-chopping knife tightly again and stood up.

Walking to Lu Xiuye's side, the two sisters stood side by side.

They blocked Lu Shuixian and Lu Zhonghe's retreat route from the left and right.

There was a blockade ahead and no way out behind.

Lu Shuixian and Lu Zhonghe's legs went weak on the spot.

They were clearly still holding sticks and pitchforks in their hands.

But at this point, they didn't even dare to run away.

I felt my throat was dry and my heart was pounding.

spell?

What can we use to fight?

The two women on the other side had just broken free from the ropes and were still injured, yet they dared to fight back.

If a fight really breaks out, I'm afraid I really won't be able to save my life.

They had only one thought in their minds.

It's over, it's completely over this time.

Shen Cuifen stared coldly at them, her hand tightly gripping the rusty kitchen knife in her palm.

Her eyes held not anger or grievance, but a chilling murderous intent.

They've messed with the noble branch.

This hit Shen Cuifen right in the heart.

Shen Cuifen approached step by step.

The soil crunched under her feet.

Lu Zhonghe finally couldn't withstand the pressure, his knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Mom! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please don't hit me! I really know I was wrong!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lu Shuixian dared not hesitate any longer.

Her voice trembled, and her lips quivered.

"Sister-in-law, I really didn't mean it! I was just thinking of finding Guizhen a good family to marry into! It's better for her to get married than to stay at home... Who knew that only Guizhi would be home today..."

She paused, took a breath, and still wanted to argue.