Instead of retreating, he rushed towards the crowd, pulling a watermelon knife from his lower back.

The knife gleamed coldly; it was clearly sharpened. "Everyone, be careful! He has a knife!"

The clan chief roared, and the old man was startled. He hadn't expected Gao Chengshan to dare carry a knife with him.

The other two young men from the Gao family exchanged a glance, nodded, and each drew a foot-long dagger from their backs, then followed Gao Chengshan into the crowd.

The man in his thirties thought to himself: Oh no, they're going to use knives, I'm doomed!

He turned and ran eastward along the shore, shouting as he ran, "Hold on a little longer, I'm going back to get help!"

Everyone was focused on the knife tips in Gao Chengshan's and his two companions' hands, and no one paid any attention to him.

Chen Hong saw the man run away, but didn't stop him. It's good to call people over! Since everyone in the village is here today, let's resolve this once and for all, instead of having to send people to keep an eye on them every day.

Fearing that the villagers might actually be stabbed, Chen Hong also crowded forward, and the village chief couldn't stop her.

Squeezing into the crowd, Chen Hong breathed a sigh of relief; the three members of the Gao family were surrounded by the crowd.

The villagers formed a circle, wielding long-handled farm tools such as sticks, bamboo brooms, and hoes, like herding pigs, and were competing with them.

Whichever direction the three of them clashed in, the villagers in that direction would retreat while waving tools to defend themselves.

After a short while, the three members of the Gao family had bruises on their exposed hands and faces, which looked like they had been hit by a large bamboo broom.

Gao Chengshan, in particular, seemed to be the focus of the villagers' attention. The blood-stained beams on his fleshy face made him look even more ferocious.

"Come on, come on! Weren't you going to beat me to death? Why are you too scared to come up? You coward, the whole Yu family village is full of cowards and weaklings."

Come on, come up here and I'll stab you to death one by one. If you're not afraid of death, then try me!

Go ahead! What are you all capable of? Show me what you've got. I kill people like it's nothing.

"If you want to go against us brothers, then come at me if you're not afraid to die! Come on up here and I'll respect you as a true hero!"

Gao Chengshan's eyes gleamed with a fierce light as he brandished a watermelon knife and shouted menacingly.

Seeing his composure and calm demeanor as he played psychological warfare with the villagers, Chen Hong had to admit that he was truly a ruthless person.

He may seem rude, but he is actually very shrewd. Even when surrounded by forty or fifty people, he remains calm and composed.

This shows that he has experienced similar situations many times, no wonder there are rumors that he has joined a criminal gang.

Judging from his fighting style, he doesn't seem like a novice!

Seeing that the situation had reached a stalemate, the villagers, wary of the knives in their hands, dared not make a move.

The two young men behind him also regained their composure and joined him in shouting:

"Damn it, get out of my way, or don't blame me for my knife being merciless. If you get ripped open, you'll be dead soon."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, back off! I'm talking to you two! Do you want me to bleed you dry?"

The three men stood back to back, forming a triangular formation. The village chief and several clan leaders also squeezed into the crowd, shouting loudly:

"Put down your knives, put down the knives in your hands, and we'll let you go!"

"I can come and go as I please. Do you think I need you cowards to let me go?"

"You want me to leave? Too late. If you don't give me an explanation for what happened today, I'm not leaving!"

"I'll give you an explanation, I'll give you an explanation right now!" Chen Hong snatched a pickaxe handle from an uncle next to her, rushed over, and hit Gao Chengshan's right elbow with the handle.

With a clang, the watermelon knife fell to the ground. Before Gao Chengshan could react, the knife slipped from his hand. He only felt a soreness and numbness in his right arm, a very unpleasant sensation.

The pain made him clutch his right arm with his left, pulling it tightly against himself, and he squatted down, yelling, "Ouch, it hurts so much! My arm is broken!"

Chen Hong swept a pickaxe across the calf of a member of the Gao family. The boy's leg trembled, he knelt on one knee, fell forward, and the knife in his hand slammed onto the cement ground. He was immediately thrown more than a meter away.

Chen Hong saw it clearly and kicked him far away. At this moment, the villagers also reacted and rushed forward, waving their farm tools.

The only boy holding a knife was so frightened that he dropped it on the ground with a clatter and raised it above his head with both hands.

"Spare us! Stop hitting us! Stop! We won't do it again!"

Chen Hong slipped out of the crowd, took a plastic bag out of her pocket (or into her spatial storage), covered her hand with it, and put the sharp knife she had kicked away into the plastic bag.

The other two knives are trapped in the crowd, and it's too chaotic to retrieve them yet.

Chen Hong found the village chief, who was happily squeezing through the crowd, and forcefully pulled him out of the throng.

"Uncle, this is the murder weapon brought by the Gao family. Please keep it safe. If you report it to the police, it will serve as evidence of our village's self-defense."

"Don't let anyone touch it; it has their fingerprints on it. With this, we're in the right to fight!"

The village chief happily took the plastic bag, patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, I know what to do. I will definitely protect the evidence."

"Oh, right, Chen Hong, there are two knives inside too, I think. You need to find a way to get them out quickly, before anyone in the village touches them and leaves fingerprints."

The village chief pointed to the crowd still attacking the Gao family. Chen Hong nodded, "Understood. I'll go find them right now and make sure their crimes are proven. They entered the village with knives and injured people. They'll be in big trouble if they're arrested!"

Chen Hong forced her way into the crowd, while the three members of the Gao family covered their heads and fell to the ground, rolling around to avoid the villagers' punches and kicks.

The two young men cried out repeatedly, "Help! Please spare me! I'll never do it again!"

"Mom, Mom, help! Mom, I'll change, I'll change!"

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