"Otherwise, humph, I'll take your life!" said another man viciously, holding an axe in his hand.
Feng Jiuyan sneered, "There is no food, and there is no life!"
Several men were completely furious, with murderous eyes and holding all kinds of weapons, rushing towards him aggressively.
The horse-faced woman and several other women nearby stepped aside and watched with interest.
Feng Jiuyan swiftly dodged the first attack of the refugees by moving sideways. The kitchen knife in her hand flashed a cold light in the air and accurately chopped at the weapon of a refugee. With a clang, the opponent's weapon was knocked away. Feng Jiuyan kicked the refugee in the stomach and knocked him to the ground.
Then, Feng Jiuyan turned around and swung the kitchen knife in her hand like a whirlwind, blocking the attacks of the other two refugees. She swung the kitchen knife hard, and with a sharp sound of wind, she chopped the shoulder of one of the refugees. The refugee screamed and fell to the ground.
"It hurts, it hurts so much! Ahhhh!" The refugee who was hit on the shoulder covered his wound and lay on the ground wailing.
He couldn't believe that several men couldn't beat a skinny little girl.
He had nothing to eat or drink and was almost starving to death. Now, he had no food to eat and was seriously injured and bleeding. He felt that he was going to die today!
The refugee lay on the ground, unwilling to die like this.
Looking at the axe that was kicked over a few meters away, the man gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead exposed. He endured the pain and moved towards the knife little by little.
On the other side, Feng Jiuyan did not give the enemy a chance to breathe. She pressed on step by step, flexibly shuttling between the enemies. Every move was clean and neat, leaving the enemy unable to fight back.
Under her fierce attack, several men began to retreat gradually. The refugees who were watching also temporarily stopped their intention to take advantage of the situation.
The men gritted their teeth and stared at Feng Jiuyan with hatred. They thought Feng Jiuyan was a tough guy, and they looked at each other. Then, as if they had discussed it beforehand, four men rushed towards Feng Jiuyan, while the other three rushed directly towards the donkey cart.
Seeing this, Song Ning and Song Chen, who were standing on the shaft of the cart, became nervous. Their hearts were beating fast, and they waved their big thick sticks to fight against the three men.
Although Song Ning is small and thin, she is very strong. When she beat the refugees, she used all her strength.
Song Chen, although he was a scholar, had to shoulder the burden of life at a young age because his parents died when he was young. He was used to doing rough work and had considerable strength.
So, the brother and sister swung their sticks like playing whack-a-mole and hit the three refugees on the heads without any mercy.
Feng Jiuyan was also being attacked fiercely by four men, unable to escape. She took a quick glance at Song Ning and his sister, and was relieved to see that they were still able to hold out.
She held the kitchen knife and hit the leading refugee hard.
“Ah! My hand! My hand! It hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts so much, I’m dying, wuwuwu~~”
The man was pale and pressing the wound on his wrist with his left hand in pain. Bleeding was gushing out of his wrist and his entire palm fell to the ground, looking extremely shocking.
The remaining three men felt their scalps tingling and their backs chilled, and they began to consider retreating.
The horse-faced woman and her good sister, who were watching on the side, felt their scalps tingling and a chill running down their feet.
This won't work. After Feng Jiuyan has dealt with these refugees, he will definitely turn around and deal with them.
No, they want to provoke the anger of the refugees! Only when Feng Jiuyan is overwhelmed will he have no time to punish them.
"Wow! How cruel! He actually cut off someone's palm!"
"Yes, it's too cruel! Extremely cruel."
"Ugh, this female devil is too cruel. Others just want some food, is it necessary to be so cruel?"
"That's right. You're not afraid of going to hell after you die. You're so vicious at such a young age. What will happen to you when you grow up?"
"That is to say, there is so much food and meat in her donkey cart, just give them some, they can't finish it anyway. Besides, these refugees are also trying to survive, is she really so unforgiving?"
......
Sure enough, the man whose palm was chopped off by Feng Jiuyan had a pale face and his hatred reached its peak.
Just like what these women said, they just wanted to survive and beg for some food. What did he do wrong?
The woman was wrong! There was so much food in the donkey cart, but she was unwilling to share some with them. She just watched these homeless people starve to death with such a cruel heart!
And now, he actually cut off his palm with a knife. How is he going to live in the future?
This little girl is so vicious!
The man endured the pain and glared at Feng Jiuyan fiercely, his eyes filled with hatred.
He turned sideways and glared at his companions, the veins on his forehead showing due to the pain. The man threatened his companions coldly, "Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, what are you doing? What? Do you want to back down now? Do your wives and children want to die?"
The threat in his eyes was very obvious.
The three men looked at the man in disbelief, "You!!! You threatened us!"
"Haha, that's not what I meant. I'm not just seeking revenge. The donkey cart of this vicious girl is full of food. If you rob her, you and your family can still have a chance to survive. But if you don't, haha, they won't even have a chance to survive. You'd better think it over carefully!"
"Do you want to seek wealth and fame through risk, or do you want to wait for death? It's up to you to choose. You'd better think it through, hehe~~~"
"This!!!" The three men looked struggling, and finally they could only grit their teeth and rush forward.
"Heh, you're looking for death!" Feng Jiuyan held a blood-stained kitchen knife and smiled creepily.
She brandished the kitchen knife and faced the enemy head-on.
......
On the other side, Song Ning and Song Chen gradually slowed down the speed of swinging their sticks, and their strength was almost exhausted.
Madam Feng and Feng Jiuli, who were trapped in the carriage by Song Ning and Song Chen, slapped the carriage and said anxiously, "A Ning, let us out quickly! We will go out and help you deal with the bad guys!"
"Yes, Sister An Ning, let us out quickly!"
“Ouch~~~”
"No, auntie, my brother and I are fine. You just stay in the carriage." Song Ning hit the refugee with a stick with great effort, panting.
Madam Feng was glad that she had not asked her daughter to give food to the poor mother and son.
If they really gave it away, their family would really fall into the abyss and be robbed by a group of refugees!
Looking out the window at the man who was dealing with the bad guy's daughter alone, and the Song siblings who didn't know martial arts but were waving sticks to protect their Madam Feng, they gritted their teeth. This couldn't go on.
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