As for Xiao Jin's side, before they could even break down the door, the person knocking was stopped by a tall thug.
"Hey, I advise you not to mess with that girl, she's no pushover!"
The person knocking paused, then asked, "What do you mean?"
"Just listen to me, don't go."
The man thought about it for a moment. Although he was somewhat dismissive, now was not the time to be so impulsive. Supplies wouldn't wait; what if someone else got there first?
Therefore, he gave up the idea of causing trouble for Xiao Jin and instead went to another room.
………………
At the same time, several more people arrived.
The moment the door panel was kicked open, wood chips flew everywhere.
The thugs had fierce expressions. The tall leader had a scar on his left cheek that ran from his brow bone to the corner of his mouth, twisting grotesquely like a centipede.
He grinned, revealing a set of rotten, yellowed teeth, and a hoarse laugh rolled down his throat: "Oh, you're pretty good at hiding, aren't you?"
The three accomplices following behind him all had greedy eyes.
A tall, thin man with deep-set eyes and high cheekbones, looking like a skeleton draped in human skin, clutched a rusty iron rod with dried bloodstains on its tip.
Another short, fat man, with a greasy face and greedy glints in his beady eyes, had a chipped cleaver at his waist, with bits of rotten flesh still clinging to the blade.
Finally, there was a sinister-looking young man, who was also the one who had previously tried to take advantage of Xiao Jin.
The moment they kicked the door open, the brother and sister inside trembled with fear. The brother shielded his sister behind him, his face ashen.
"Get out, get out!" The older brother's voice trembled uncontrollably, his legs were weak, and he could barely stand.
It's no wonder he acted this way.
These are people who grew up in peaceful societies; when have they ever seen anything like this, especially since these people have actually killed people?
His younger sister shrank behind him, tears streaming down her face, her lips bitten until they turned white, not daring to make a sound.
The thugs exchanged glances and then burst into laughter.
"Get lost? It's no use yelling now. See this?" The tall, thin man weighed the cleaver in his hand, the shredded meat on it still swaying.
"Hand over all the food and drink in your house, and I'll spare your lives!"
On the other side, the scarred man kicked over the coffee table, scattering glass shards everywhere. His sister screamed in fright and desperately tried to burrow into her brother's arms.
The older brother gritted his teeth, then pointed tremblingly to the cabinet in the corner: "It's...it's there...you can take it, but don't touch my family."
At this time, as the head of the family, Yin Hang still showed great courage and decisiveness.
He knew he couldn't fight the four people in front of him on his own. Rather than be killed, he might as well hand over the supplies quickly and hope that they would really leave after taking the items.
The tall, thin man walked over with a sneer, smashed open the cabinet door with a stick, and rice, canned luncheon meat, and instant noodles scattered all over the floor.
The short, fat man immediately pounced on him, grabbing at the food like a hungry wolf, muttering curses as he went: "Is that all? Are you trying to fool me?!"
The sinister-looking young man strolled leisurely towards the siblings, his switchblade snapping open with a "click," the cold blade brushing against Yin Hang's cheek: "Hiding something? Looking for death?"
Yin Hang was stiff all over, his back was soaked with cold sweat, and he dared not move a muscle.
Yin Xin, the younger sister, finally broke down, crying loudly, "Don't touch my brother! We're really gone!"
"Shut up!" Scarface stepped forward and slapped his sister across the face. She was knocked to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this, Yin Hang's eyes widened in fury, and he lunged forward, yelling, "You bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"
"Uh..." But he had only taken two steps when the tall, thin man's iron rod slammed hard into his knee.
"Snap!"
The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.
Yin Hang's eyes widened, and he screamed as he collapsed to his knees, his body convulsing in pain, cold sweat pouring down his face. Yin Xin quickly crawled over and hugged him, crying her heart out: "Brother! Brother! Don't scare me!"
The thugs laughed heartily, enjoying their suffering as if it were a theatrical performance.
The young couple next door heard the commotion. They had been neighbors for a long time, and the two siblings were especially familiar with each other.
Ignoring his wife Tao Huihui's objections, Lin Bin opened the door, grabbed a kitchen knife and an iron bar, and rushed out.
"Stop!" Lin Bin shouted, pointing his cleaver at the four thugs, but his arm was trembling slightly—Lin Bin was just an ordinary office worker who had never fought anyone before.
His voice tightened: "Get out! Or don't blame me for being impolite! Don't go too far, do you really think order won't be restored?"
Scarface narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Two more suicide missions?"
"But that's perfect, they've already opened the door for us, saving us the trouble of doing it ourselves, huh? Hahaha~"
The others joined in the laughter.
Suddenly, the tall, thin man swung an iron rod and smashed it down on Lin Bin's head!
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and managed to brace himself with the steel pipe, but the impact of the iron rod made his hands go numb, and he staggered backward.
On the other side, Tao Huihui naturally wouldn't stand by and watch her husband deal with these four by himself, so she gritted her teeth and rushed forward. She was so scared that she closed her eyes and slashed wildly at the tall, thin man's arm with the kitchen knife.
"Pfft!" Caught off guard, the tall, thin man couldn't dodge, and the blade pierced his flesh, causing blood to splatter instantly.
"Ah! You bitch, you're asking for it!" The tall, thin man yelled in pain and swung his stick back, striking Tao Huihui in the waist.
She screamed and fell to the ground, the kitchen knife flying out of her hand.
The short, fat man seized the opportunity to pounce, holding a cleaver firmly to Tao Huihui's neck, and grinned viciously: "Move again, and I'll kill you!"
The tall, thin man on the other side clutched his blood-soaked arm, his eyes bloodshot: "Fatty, just kill her."
It's all because of that awful woman that I got hurt.
This is not the usual situation where you can just go to the hospital if you get injured. But let alone a hospital, he doesn't even have any medicine for treating external injuries.
"Wife, don't touch her!" Lin Bin's eyes widened in fury upon seeing this.
Just as he was about to rush over, the sinister young man kicked him in the abdomen, causing him to fall to his knees in pain. The iron rod clattered to the ground.
On the other side, Yin Xin was originally holding her brother.
Seeing Lin Bin and Tao Huihui being beaten for helping them, she could only suppress her fear, carefully put her brother down, and then rushed over with the stick in her hand.
"Aaaaaah~ I'll beat you to death!" Before she could even get close, the sinister man grabbed her hair and slammed her to the ground.
At that moment, Scarface slowly walked over.
He stepped on Lin Bin's hand and ground it, causing Lin Bin's hand bones to make a teeth-grinding cracking sound.
"Aaaaaah!!!" Lin Bin was in so much pain that his face was covered in cold sweat.
"Is that all you've got? You dare to play the hero?" Scarface grinned maliciously, bending down to pick up the iron rod and raising it high—
"Bang!"
The next second, the iron rod slammed down!
Lin Bin's head slammed heavily to the ground, blood instantly spreading. His vision blurred, and his ears rang, but he still struggled to grab Tao Huihui's hand...
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