These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of all the men present.
Several people with hot tempers had clenched their fists. Someone quietly picked up the shovel handle beside them and stared at Wang Jianfeng's back with unfriendly eyes.
Murmurs and accusations began to rise from the crowd.
"What a piece of shit..."
"Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs!"
"Put the child down!"
Invisible pressure surged towards Wang Jianfeng like a tide.
Su Tang's words, the contemptuous and angry looks from the people around him, and the increasingly weak sobs of the child in his arms were like countless needles piercing his confused mind.
The hand holding the knife began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, and the tip of the fruit knife, which had been pressed tightly against the wheat ear, moved slightly away from the skin.
"Dad...it hurts..."
The ears of wheat whimpered weakly, and this call was like the last straw.
"Wheat ears!"
Zhang Cui caught the tiny deviation of the knife tip, and the motherhood that had been overwhelmed by fear and despair burst out with amazing power at this moment.
She suddenly broke free from Li Haixin and rushed towards Wang Jianfeng desperately!
The target was not Wang Jianfeng, but the small, fragile figure in his arms!
"Get out of here!"
Wang Jianfeng was so frightened by Zhang Cui's desperate action that he subconsciously shrank back and his arms instinctively loosened.
Now is the time!
Li Haixin, who had been ready to pounce like a cheetah, finally moved.
He was faster than Zhang Cui! Instead of lunging at Wang Jianfeng, he moved sideways like a shadow, cutting in between them, aiming directly at the wrist of Wang Jianfeng's knife-holding hand.
"Let go!"
Li Haixin shouted loudly, and the strength and accuracy he had practiced from years of flipping the wok were brought to the extreme at this moment.
His rough big hands were like iron pliers, tightly gripping Wang Jianfeng's wrist.
"ah!"
Wang Jianfeng only felt a sharp pain and numbness in his wrist, as if he was hit by an electric current, and his five fingers instantly lost strength.
"Bang!"
The fruit knife, which was shining with a cold light and stained with blood from wheat ears, slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
As Wang Jianfeng's arms lost strength, Mai Sui's small body slid down softly.
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