Chapter 221 Capturing the Villain

Lu Xiuye ​​rushed to Shen Guizhen, who was lying on the ground, and knelt down to hold her tightly in her arms.

Shen Cuifen rushed towards Song Wenhua, trying her best to stop this out-of-control violence.

She was still using the same old methods she used to deal with villains.

With a powerful kick, he accurately struck a nerve point in Zhang Lin's groin.

This kick was swift, powerful, and made Zhang Lin freeze instantly.

But Song Wenhua seemed to have gone completely mad, as if she had lost her hearing and could only see Zhang Lin's hideous face.

The thought that Shen Guizhen had almost been murdered right before his eyes drove him to a frenzy.

The guilt of being unable to protect her made him want to beat Zhang Lin to death!

When Shen Cuifen saw that the situation was not right, her heart tightened, and she knew that if the fighting continued, someone would really die.

She gritted her teeth and lunged forward, grabbing Song Wenhua's arm tightly.

"Wenhua! Wake up! Stop hitting him! He'll die if you keep hitting him!"

But Song Wenhua seemed not to hear at all, her eyes unfocused yet stubborn.

With a twist of his body, he managed to break free from her grasp.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his fist and swung it hard at Zhang Lin's head!

Shen Cuifen's expression changed drastically. Ignoring everything else, she immediately bit her lower lip hard with her other hand.

She pulled on with all her might, her nails digging into her skin.

At that moment, Shen Guizhen was also terrified.

Seeing Song Wenhua's crazed state, she finally couldn't help but scream.

"Brother Wenhua! Stop! Stop now!"

In that instant, his punching motion abruptly stopped, and the muscles in his arm relaxed.

The force in his fist suddenly lessened, and it slowly dropped.

"let go!"

Shen Cuifen roared again, her voice hoarse.

After a few seconds, Song Wenhua seemed to wake up from a dream. His eyes slowly focused, his chest heaving violently, and he finally slowly lowered his hand.

Seeing this, Shen Cuifen dared not delay. Without saying a word, she immediately took off her coat, quickly unbuttoned it, and tore it into strips.

She deftly twisted Zhang Lin's hands behind his back, binding them tightly in a knot.

Zhang Lin was beaten until his mouth and nostrils were covered in blood.

His body was covered in bruises and swelling, and he didn't dare to utter a sound.

In addition, that vicious kick earlier hit a vital spot.

At this moment, he had almost lost all feeling in his lower body and was lying on the ground like a dog with a broken spine.

No one noticed when he quietly opened his eyes.

It was confirmed that Zhang Lin was tightly bound and had no chance of escape.

Song Wenhua then stood up, panting heavily, his steps unsteady but unwilling to stop.

He rushed to Shen Guizhen, squatted down, and grabbed her shoulders tightly with both hands.

"Shen Guizhen! Are you out of your mind?!"

"Do you know how dangerous that was?!"

He dared not think about what might have happened if his kick had missed its mark, even by an inch.

She might already be lying in a pool of blood.

The thought flashed through my mind, and cold sweat began to trickle down my back.

Shen Guizhen trembled with fright at his sudden roar.

She had never seen Song Wenhua like this before.

Tears welled up instantly and rolled down her cheeks.

Her lips trembled; she wanted to explain, but felt utterly wronged.

"I...I didn't push you, and you...you would have been slashed..."

She sobbed and spoke haltingly.

When Song Wenhua saw her crying, his heart felt like it had been twisted hard.

The anger I felt earlier vanished instantly, leaving only deep regret.

He panicked and stood there helplessly, wanting to reach out and wipe away her tears.

Afraid that his movements might be too rough and frighten her, he could only stiffly lower his arms.

He wasn't blaming her; he was afraid!

I was afraid something would happen to her, afraid that she might suffer even the slightest mishap.

Shen Cuifen quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, standing between the two while lowering her voice and saying, "Alright, alright, stop arguing! You still have time to bicker at a time like this? Let's hurry down the mountain!"

Her complexion was also not good, and her lips were somewhat pale.

"If we don't leave now, Sister Mingyue and Brother Song will go crazy with worry!"

What happened just now was absolutely terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, before anyone could react, Shen Guizhen suddenly pushed Song Wenhua away.

If anything were to happen to anyone, Shen Cuifen's heart would break.

Ultimately, it all comes down to caring too much about the other person, which is why they push themselves so hard.

They would rather get hurt themselves than let the other person get beaten up.

She didn't say much, but she knew exactly what was going on.

Once this feeling subsides and your emotions calm down, you can start talking things out gradually.

The most important thing right now is to get these four suspects down the mountain and into the police station as soon as possible!

Even a minute's delay could lead to unforeseen changes.

Shen Guizhen bit her lip, the pain causing her tongue to taste a hint of blood.

She glanced at Song Wenhua furtively and found that he was still standing there.

Her nose stung, and she quickly lowered her head, holding back the rest of her tears.

Her eyes were red and swollen, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.

She didn't say anything and walked a few steps to Shen Cuifen.

"Mom, let's go."

Shen Cuifen nodded slightly, glancing at Song Wenhua out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that he was still in a daze, she raised her voice a little.

"Wenhua, shall we go down the mountain?"

Song Wenhua glanced at Shen Guizhen first.

She lowered her head, her hair covering half of her face.

But those red, swollen eyes and the tears clinging to her eyelashes.

Finally, his face turned red, his lips moved slightly, but he ultimately said nothing.

Song Wenhua stepped forward and kicked Zhang Lin and Zhang Qiang several times.

He kicked and roared, "Get up! Stop playing dead! Open your eyes!"

The two lay on the ground, their eyes rolled back, their faces ashen.

They lay motionless on the ground.

No matter how much Song Wenhua kicked and shoved him, he refused to get up.

They know it better than anyone else.

Once you're taken down the mountain and handed over to the police, your life is completely over.

Those who commit crimes of trafficking women and children will inevitably face imprisonment once the facts are verified.

Rather than surrendering, we might as well give it our all now, pretend to be paralyzed, and delay as long as we can for a second.

Shen Cuifen stood not far away, anxiously looking around.

Her eyes revealed unease and urgency, and her brows were tightly furrowed.

She knew she couldn't wait any longer; she had to bring these four villains under complete control as soon as possible.

Otherwise, things could get complicated if things drag on and they manage to retaliate or escape, with potentially disastrous consequences.

The thick hemp rope used to bind the hostages had long since been broken.

We urgently need to find a substitute to keep them bound.

Just as she was pacing anxiously, she suddenly noticed a thick, sturdy vine hanging down from the tree above her head.

She stared at the vine for a few seconds, her mind racing.

If we could tear this vine off and braid it into a rope, we might be able to bind these villains securely.

In this way, no matter how cunning they are, they won't be able to escape easily.

She gritted her teeth and made up her mind: This is the way to do it!

"Cuifen! Cuifen!"

Suddenly, an urgent shout came from afar.

Shen Cuifen had just bent down and reached out to grab the vine when she heard the shout and immediately stopped.

She sat up abruptly, held her breath to carefully discern the direction, and then raised her neck and shouted back with all her might.