Chapter 219 Tie her up

"I've thought about it before. Both sisters have to get married eventually, so it doesn't matter who gets married first or second..."

Shen Cuifen sneered, her lips twisting into a grotesque smile.

"A good family? The good family you're talking about, is it selling them to two brothers as wives? One for each of them, paired up? Even livestock wouldn't be paired like that!"

She took a step closer.

"Then why don't you send your daughter there? Go ahead and send her! Are you willing to do it? Do you dare?"

Who do you think you are?

Shen Cuifen shouted sharply, her voice suddenly rising in pitch.

"My own mother isn't home, so who gives you the right to make decisions? Who gives you the right to decide my sister's fate?"

Lu Shuixian's face turned deathly pale instantly.

How did she know?

She clearly didn't tell anyone!

She kept it a complete secret from Lu Zhonghe.

She only said that a family had taken a liking to the Shen family's daughter, offering a generous dowry, and that all they needed to do was lure her out for a meeting.

She was afraid he would soften his heart and back down at the last minute, which is why she hadn't told the truth.

But now, everything has been exposed.

"No! Sister-in-law, let me explain!"

She panicked and became incoherent, tears welling up in her eyes, and she waved her hands wildly.

"I didn't mean to harm Takae! I just... I just..."

Shen Cuifen ignored her completely.

Over there, Song Wenhua and Zhang Qiang were rolling around in a heap, their fists pounding each other loudly.

She has to go help.

"Shut up! Save your words for the police!"

She rushed forward, brandished the cleaver, and held it directly to their necks.

A flash of cold light, and the sharp blade pressed against Lu Zhonghe's neck.

Lu Zhonghe froze, his breath catching in his throat for a moment.

Lu Shuixian was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she didn't even dare to blink.

Shen Guizhen and Lu Xiuye ​​immediately came over.

"Tie them up with precious branches!"

Shen Cuifen's voice was low and deep.

Shen Guizhen handed the wood-chopping knife to her younger sister, then grabbed the rope and twisted Lu Zhonghe's wrist behind his back.

She was quite strong; with a flick of her wrist, she achieved her goal.

Lu Zhonghe was bent over by the weight.

Lu Zhonghe didn't dare to move.

The knife was right in front of him; if he tilted his head, blood would flow.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

When it was Lu Shuixian's turn, she tucked her hands in and obediently stretched out her arms.

Her lips trembled, and her voice was so faint it was almost inaudible.

"I...I won't resist...please don't hurt me..." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she dared not let them fall.

Lu Xiuye ​​gritted her teeth and tightened the rope three times, tying it into a tight knot that made the other person's hand turn purple.

After tying her up, Shen Cuifen shoved the kitchen knife into Lu Xiuye's hand.

"Guzhi, you haven't had your injury treated yet. I have to go help Wenhua first. He can't be hurt."

She knew that the wound on her daughter's shoulder was still bleeding.

But we can't worry about that right now.

The situation on Song Wenhua's side is even more dangerous.

"Keep an eye on them. If either of them dares to make a move..."

"Just cut it."

She can say it, and she can do it.

Lu Xiuye ​​nodded emphatically.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine. Be careful!"

Shen Cuifen turned around and rushed over.

Her heart was pounding, and her gaze was fixed on the two fighting figures.

Zhang Qiang and Song Wenhua were locked in a fierce struggle for almost ten minutes, neither able to subdue the other.

Both of them were nearing their physical limits.

Whoever catches their breath first loses.

Both of them were covered in bruises.

Song Wenhua's left eye was swollen, and the corner of his mouth was cracked and bleeding.

Zhang Qiang was also in bad shape; his nose was crooked and his mouth was bruised.

Without saying a word, Shen Guizhen rushed forward with Shen Cuifen.

She picked up a stick from the ground and slammed it down on Zhang Qiang's back.

The crisp sound of the wooden stick breaking was accompanied by a muffled groan from Zhang Qiang.

His body froze, and his movements slowed down by half a beat.

Shen Guizhen followed closely behind.

She went around to Zhang Qiang's other side, squatted down, grabbed his wrists with both hands, and forcefully pried them back.

They hadn't learned any martial arts techniques, unlike Song Wenhua and Zhang Qiang, who relied entirely on their fists.

But they have plenty of strength and determination.

Shen Cuifen grabbed Zhang Qiang's leg and wouldn't let go.

Shen Guizhen rushed forward, intending to grab his hair.

But Zhang Qiang's hair was too short to catch.

She ran her fingers across her scalp twice, but grasped nothing, and frowned.

She simply pinched Zhang Qiang's ear with one hand and used the other hand to pick his nostril.

The pain contorted Zhang Qiang's face, and he opened his mouth to curse, but the excruciating pain in his nasal cavity forced him to only howl.

If Zhang Qiang hadn't been kicking and struggling, Song Wenhua would have laughed out loud.

This trick is ruthless and vicious, but it works.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and threw a punch at Zhang Qiang's stomach.

Zhang Qiang arched his back and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Then his throat relaxed, as if he wanted to vomit but couldn't.

With their help, Zhang Qiang couldn't hold on any longer.

Taking advantage of Zhang Qiang's moment of respite, Song Wenhua quickly reacted.

He grabbed his wet wrist, twisted his arm behind his back, and pressed down hard, forcing his whole body to arch and making him unable to move.

"Takae! The rope! Throw it over here quickly!"

Upon seeing this, Shen Cuifen immediately shouted, her voice filled with anxiety.

Hearing the shout, Lu Xiuye ​​immediately came to her senses and frantically reached out to grope in the grass.

Her fingers touched the piece of hemp rope that had been cut off and thrown on the ground. She immediately grabbed one end and swung it with all her might toward Song Wenhua.

The rope drew a gray-white arc in the air and landed with a thud at Song Wenhua's feet.

With quick reflexes, Song Wenhua bent down and caught the rope, preparing to tie Zhang Qiang's hands.

But Zhang Qiang suddenly unleashed a burst of frantic strength, desperately twisting his body.

He knew that if he were tied up today, the consequences would be unimaginable.

This life is completely over.

In the instant he struggled, Shen Cuifen rushed forward without hesitation and raised her right foot.

He used all his strength to kick Zhang Qiang hard in the lower abdomen.

Zhang Qiang let out a heart-wrenching scream, his whole body jerking violently as if his bones had been removed.

He immediately collapsed to the ground, his face pressed against the mud, trembling all over in pain.

Song Wenhua swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

He dared not delay for the slightest, and his hands moved even faster.

The hemp rope quickly wrapped around Zhang Qiang's wrists and arms, circle by circle.

He tied her up while muttering curses under his breath.

"You dared to be so violent! You dared to do evil! Let's see how you run now!"

After binding their hands, the remaining half of the hemp rope was not wasted.

Song Wenhua wrapped the rope around Zhang Qiang's waist, bent down, grabbed his ankle with one hand, and quickly wrapped the rope around him with the other.

One loop, two loops, then a tight knot, firmly securing his ankle and completely eliminating any possibility of him struggling again.

It wasn't until I saw with my own eyes that I confirmed Zhang Qiang was completely bound and unable to move.

Shen Cuifen and Shen Guizhen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Wenhua, are you alright?"

Shen Guizhen's voice trembled as she quickly stepped forward, her eyes already red.

"Wenhua, how are you? Are you badly hurt?"

Shen Cuifen also rushed over, panting as she anxiously looked at Song Wenhua's face.

Upon closer inspection, Shen Guizhen noticed that Song Wenhua's left cheek was bruised and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.