"Get out of here. When my men arrive, none of them will escape."
Once they could breathe freely, He's mother and Qiao Lanlan got up and ran outside, taking several deep breaths of fresh air.
They were suffocating.
Zhao Tiejun, supporting his aching back, got up, his eyes blazing with anger. "I don't care who you are, this isn't over today."
Damn it, I have to catch my train right away. Where did these bastards come from?
He went to find his mother.
The mother was also pinned down, with two little children sitting on her, their tiny fists flying in a blur, accompanied by screams of agony. The mother's chest and stomach became punching bags for them to practice their fists on.
"Stop! Stop it now!"
Soon, the five of them became brothers in misfortune, each with their own pain, and were thrown together in a pile.
They always felt very oppressed, as if countless eyes were staring at them. There was either a cool breeze in their ears or a warm breeze behind their heads, carrying a smell of barbecue, which made them shudder and afraid to cry out in pain.
"Hey, did you make the call, you rascal?"
"I've called, Dad's coming right away."
Before Xiao's father arrived, Zhao Xiaomei arrived, her voice preceding her arrival.
"Brother Tiejun, my mother asked me to invite you and your mother-in-law to my house for dinner. After dinner, my father will take us to the train station in an oxcart."
Instead of a handsome and dashing groom, what caught the eye was a good-for-nothing huddled with his mother.
"Brother Tiejun, why are you all sitting on the ground and so dirty?"
For the first time, Zhao Tiejun thought she was blind. "Didn't you see there were eight other people, adults and children, in the yard?"
Zhao Xiaomei looked around and shook her head. "No, there's no one here. There are only the five of you in the yard."
"Hey, why is the fence down?"
"By the way, did you get He Zhaodi's money? Brother Tiejun, our first trip to Beijing must have cost a lot, we have to get the money."
The five people sitting on the ground were terrified, their pupils dilated, and their backs felt colder than the wind blowing in their ears.
She... she couldn't even see that there was anyone else in the yard?
Could they all be ghosts?
That shouldn't be the case; He Zhaodi is clearly alive and well.
Wait a minute, they have shadows.
Wow, how can there be 21 shadows for 8 people?
Those shadows don't look like people either.
Holy crap, this is really weird!
Ahhh, help!
The five of them rolled their eyes and were completely stunned.
Zhao Xiaomei: ? ? ?
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