"You probably don't know how serious the consequences will be for impersonating someone from the Revolutionary Committee?" Lu Manyue's tone was very firm.

The man who was holding her and walking out paused subconsciously, and his body froze for a moment.

Although he reacted quickly, Lu Manyue had already confirmed that this person was definitely not a member of the Revolutionary Committee.

Zhu Yan was worried, so she rushed over before Officer Lin.

Lu Dashan wanted to chase him, and Li Fen couldn't stop him alone, so Secretary Lin went over to help, and all three of them were tripped up.

"I heard that everyone in their group had an iron hammer, and they used it to destroy the four olds and smash stone statues. If they encountered any resistance, they would smash them on the head.

The brains were smashed so hard that they came out, some red, some white, and scattered all over the floor like tofu pudding with chili peppers.

You have a big head, no wonder you dare to pretend to be a member of the Revolutionary Committee.

Maybe he thinks he can take a few more beatings." Lu Manyue's voice was low, but the man heard it clearly.

He couldn't help shivering, and the knuckles of the hand that was pinching Lu Manyue's wrist turned white.

"I just heard it from others. Who are you trying to scare?" he said with all his strength.

"Zhu Yan, go find your cousin and ask him whether the Revolutionary Committee has sent anyone to our factory to arrest someone today." Lu Manyue suddenly turned around and shouted at Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan was stunned for a moment, then ran out.

The man with the fat face was shaking and his eyes were blinking uncontrollably.

"She, her cousin is in the Revolutionary Committee?" the man's voice was vague.

"Yes, maybe you two know each other. His name is Zhu Jiu. He is tall and thin. He often wears a dark long-sleeved blue shirt."

The more Lu Manyue spoke with certain details, the more frightened the man became.

Lu Manyue approached him cautiously, exhaling sweetly, "Let me tell you a secret, Zhu Jiu was forced to wear a dark shirt.

He used to like wearing white shirts, but later on, because he often hit people, the blood and white brain matter all over his clothes, making them hard to wash.

So he had to lose a white shirt every time he went on a mission, and it cost a lot of money just to buy the shirt.

So someone gave him an idea: wear dark colors that are more resistant to dirt, so even if they are a little dirty, it won’t be noticeable, and one piece of clothing can be used for several missions.”

The man was completely frightened and his hands suddenly loosened.

Lu Manyue pretended not to know and looked up to ask his name, "Comrade, what's your name? How long have you been in the Revolutionary Committee? If your position in the Revolutionary Committee is not as high as Brother Zhu Jiu's, I will ask Brother Zhu Jiu to take special care of you when I see him later."

The man waved his hand, "No, thanks."

He ran away holding his head.

As soon as I reached the stairs, I bumped into someone.

With a thud, a hammer fell to the ground.

It hit right in front of the man.

He glanced at the hammer.

There were black stains on the hammer, and after the hit, a little bit of dark red color appeared inside.

Faintly, you can smell a scent of blood.

"Hey, it's you. Our little girl said that you are also a member of the Revolutionary Committee. I am Zhu Jiu's aunt. You are going back to the Revolutionary Committee too, right? This is the hammer he used to hit our family last time. Please bring it back to him for me.

He is used to using this hammer, it is very useful for hitting people’s heads like cracking walnuts. Without this thing, he will definitely not be able to carry out missions well.”

The woman who was standing at the stairs picking up the hammer and stuffing it into the man's hand was plump, with a face full of flesh, eyes sunken in the flesh, and her mouth was full of the stubble of her speech.

The man dared not stay any longer. He pushed the hammer away and ran away, running as fast as if there was a ghost chasing him.

The fat woman holding the hammer leaned against the wall and uttered a cry, her eyes full of fear. "Oh my god, he is really a fake. I was afraid that he was a real member of the Revolutionary Committee and took the hammer and said he would take me with him."

Zhu Yan came out from behind her and winked at Lu Manyue.

"Thank you. If you two hadn't helped me today, I would have been dead." Lu Manyue felt a little scared. After she released all the courage she had held back, her hands and feet began to go weak. She felt like a boneless person and had to hold on to the wall to keep herself steady.

Wei Dingbang walked upstairs carrying a basket of herbs and immediately saw Lu Manyue standing against the wall.

His eyes swept across her bloody trouser legs and his brows immediately furrowed.

"You can't stay at home, so you have to run away?" Wei Dingbang said in a bad tone.

The moment she saw him, Lu Manyue's eyes suddenly turned red. She threw herself into his arms with grievance, and the tears that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly rolled down.

Wei Dingbang hugged the man and then turned to look at Zhu Yan and her daughter. His eyes were cold, as if he was looking at two dead people.

"Did you bully her?"

Zhu Yan was so scared that she hid behind her mother.

Wang Qiuping was so scared that he kept waving his hands.

He had just picked up the hammer in his hand and smashed it to the ground with a thud.

Another small hole was smashed on the ground.

"You still want to hit her with a hammer?" Wei Dingbang raised his eyebrows and looked ferocious, like a lion with its fur standing on end.

Zhu Yan looked at Lu Manyue with tears in her eyes, "Hey, please speak quickly. This old man of yours is so scary."

Lu Manyue sobbed and raised her eyes, "No, it's not their fault, it's my mom and the one named Lin. Ah, they are still in the room, and my dad still has a wound on his knee..."

"I really owe you." Wei Dingbang sighed, picked up Lu Manyue with one hand, held the medicine in one hand and held his little wife in the other, and rushed home in a vigorous manner.

Zhu Yan hesitated for a moment, then looked at her mother with a twinkling look: "Do you want to go and have a look?"

Her mother didn't even bother to pick up the hammer and took two steps forward at a time.

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