Huang San felt he was in deep trouble.
If only I had chosen an auspicious day, who knew today would be an inauspicious day for going out, as it's suitable for holding a funeral.
He almost became the first person to have his calendar swiped.
"Kill them! Kill them!"
They chanted as they charged forward, ignoring the pain.
Some were bleeding, some had bruises, but they all seemed oblivious to the pain.
"You have all been manipulated."
They didn't believe it: "Kill this woman, she's spreading heresy!"
"Yes, this woman is our nemesis. If we kill her, we'll be safe and able to make money."
“It’s all her fault. If she hadn’t come here, we wouldn’t have been detained by the police. She’s ruined our peaceful life.”
"Kill her, she's blocking our path to wealth!"
They all looked like brainwashed lunatics, spouting nonsense.
They didn't want to believe they were in a dream.
"Knock them out."
Tang Yaoyao struck them directly in the back of the neck.
Lu Chi said, "There aren't many people, we can manage."
Fu Jincheng said, "This wasn't the case this morning. I suspect that person is here."
Tang Yaoyao also felt that the person was nearby.
"Kill them, kill them."
They were always chanting the same slogan.
It was as if someone was speaking in their ears.
Tang Yaoyao looked around. The environment was very dark, but she could see a little with the help of a weak flashlight.
They would change their slogans and then pull out knives to stab them.
The direction the wind is blowing.
Tang Yaoyao sensed a voice coming from not far away. It was very faint, but it sounded like the aura of the fake Yaoyao.
Through the light, Tang Yaoyao spotted a figure in the grass.
"There!" Tang Yaoyao shouted.
The figure noticed this and tried to run away.
Tang Yaoyao quickly chased after him: "Don't run away, I know it's you, fake Yaoyao!"
When she said this, Jia Yaoyao stopped in her tracks.
He then turned to look at Tang Yaoyao, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Tang Yaoyao, do you think you can win me over?"
Tang Yaoyao stopped in her tracks: "What do you mean?"
“Look at your brothers,” said Jia Yaoyao.
Tang Yaoyao looked at her brother who was fighting with the workers.
There seem to be more and more people.
They all had weapons, and they were like zombies, incapable of feeling pain.
They are struggling to avoid harming innocent people.
Sweat beaded on his face as he fought silently.
Ultimately, it was all for her.
Tang Yaoyao stared at them, her hands and feet relaxing.
The fake Yaoyao appeared and whispered in Tang Yaoyao's ear: "Don't you want to protect them? Putting them in danger. There are many villagers here, and I have them all under my control. There will be endless people coming to kill them."
Why do this?
Fake Yaoyao sneered: "Do I need a reason? These should all be mine."
"Your brother, your identity as Tang Yaoyao, everything about you is mine."
"What will it take for you to let them go?" Tang Yaoyao asked.
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