Gao Ermaizi is the leader of this group of factory slackers. If his family is convinced and he gives a word, the other families will basically agree to plead for mercy.

Seeing Lu Manyue walking towards her with difficulty, Wang Jinhua quickly hid in the inner room of Gao Ermazi's house, and pouted at his mentally ill sister, motioning her to look outside.

Gao Sanmei had been instigated by Wang Jinhua and had been filled with rage for a long time. When she saw that Lu Manyue actually dared to come to her house, her brain seemed to explode.

"How dare you come? Your country son-in-law broke my brother's head. The blood was all over the floor. There was a big cut on his forehead. He needed more than a dozen stitches. His face was completely disfigured. It's hard for him to have a wife in the future.

I will beat you to death!"

Gao Sanmei grabbed an enamel cup and threw it at him.

Lu Manyue didn't dare to hide, and stood still while holding back her fear. "If beating me can make you calm down, then go ahead. But after that, you have to go with me to the police station to plead for mercy and release Wei Dingbang."

"You have straw in your head. I'm still begging you for mercy. But I'm telling you, he beat my brother like this. We must make him spend the rest of his life in jail."

The enamel cup fell at Lu Manyue's feet with a bang.

Gao Sanmei saw that the bullet didn't hit anyone, but instead the porcelain surface of the enamel cup that had just been bought for two days was chipped off a lot. She was so angry that she screamed and her eyes rolled out violently, and she looked around the house.

A kitchen knife was suddenly and quietly handed out from the threshold of the inner room.

Gao Sanmei noticed someone touching her feet, and she immediately looked down, grabbed the kitchen knife and rushed towards Lu Manyue.

"I'm going to chop you to death, you evil villain. You've hurt Brother Honest, and you've also made my brother's head bleed. People like you deserve to die!"

Lu Manyue hesitated for a moment, and asked Gao Sanmei in a trembling voice: "You, you cut me with a knife, can you go and beg for mercy?"

"Please beg for mercy, please your mother, I'm going to kill you, please go down to the ground and beg for mercy!" Gao Sanmei rushed over like crazy and started chopping with the knife.

Someone nearby screamed: "Ah, the third lunatic from the Gao family is going to chop people!"

"I heard that even a madman who killed someone with a knife would not be sentenced. I don't know if it's true."

"Who did you cut?"

"Hurry up and give them a hand. We are all from the same factory. Do you really want to watch someone get hacked to death by a madman?"

"What are you pulling? The person who was chopped was Lu Manyue. Her husband just broke our mistress's legs today. If you want to pull me, go ahead and do it. I won't pull you."

Seeing that being hacked would not gain the other party's forgiveness, Lu Manyue stopped standing there and moved out of Gao's door and closed it behind her.

The senior sister, who had just rushed forward, was hit in the face by the door slamming.

The knife also hit the door panel with a thud.

"Lu Manyue, didn't you say you would just stand still and let me chop you? Open the door, and I'll chop you once and then go to the police station to beg for mercy." Gao Sanmei's gritting teeth voice came from behind the door.

"No, I just remembered that you might not be normal right now. If you don't keep your word, you will chop me for nothing."

"No, if you ask me to cut you, I will definitely beg for mercy."

"Then go and beg for mercy from me first, and when you come back I'll let you chop me into pieces!" Lu Manyue held on to the door handle tightly and negotiated with Gao Sanmei.

Gao Sanmei tried frantically to open the door, but Lu Manyue held the door handle tightly and pressed her legs against the wall next to the door frame to prevent her from running out.

A long-faced woman suddenly walked behind Lu Manyue and pinched her waist.

Lu Manyue's whole body went limp and her hands loosened.

The door was suddenly opened violently by Gao Sanmei.

The woman reached out and pushed Lu Manyue in, rushing towards Gao Sanmei's knife.

There was no way to avoid it. Lu Manyue's mind went blank and she subconsciously called out Wei Dingbang's name.

As soon as Wei Dingbang arrived downstairs of the family building, he saw a group of people gathered in front of the door of Building No. 4. Suddenly, he heard someone mention the three words "Lu Manyue".

Although they were more than ten meters apart, he heard everything the man said clearly.

"What a fool! He wants to reason with a madman. He is just standing there waiting to be chopped off. Lu Manyue has been acting like a fool since the day she rejected the Yang family's marriage proposal."

Wei Dingbang rushed over without thinking, and just as he reached the stairs of Gao Ermazi's house, he heard Lu Manyue calling him.

The scene before him made his eyelids twitch uncontrollably.

The blade was only a dozen centimeters away from Lu Manyue's face.

The woman holding the knife had a ferocious face and violent eyes.

It was too late to rush over and grab the knife.

Wei Dingbang made a prompt decision, calculated the angle accurately and kicked Lu Manyue's lower body with a sweeping kick. Lu Manyue's body swayed and fell to the side.

The blade grazed her cheek.

She was also pulled into the arms of a pair of strong and powerful arms.

Gao Sanmei's knife missed and she chopped again, screaming in surprise.

Wei Dingbang pulled Lu Manyue back two steps quickly and kicked Gao Sanmei. She was kicked in the abdomen and flew backwards more than a meter. Her back hit the wall behind her. After falling down, she was smashed all over.

Wei Dingbang let go of Lu Manyue, stepped forward, stepped on Gao Sanmei's wrist, and successfully took the knife away.

This scene happened extremely quickly and the situation was reversed in an instant.

The people outside who were watching the fun were all stunned.

Gao Sanmei cried in pain, "Hit me, you hit me so hard..."

Wei Dingbang ignored her, glanced into the inner room, snorted coldly, and threw the kitchen knife out.

The kitchen knife fell between the legs of Wang Jinhua, who was sitting on the floor in the inner room, holding her breath and not daring to breathe, with the blade pressed against her skin.

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