After Lin Dacui's few words, the people who had been smashing, looting and searching became even more ruthless, like bandits, leaving no good place wherever they went.
"You bunch of bad guys, I'm going to beat you to death." Wen Ge'er's eyes were red. He was thin and small, like an angry little wolf cub. He picked up the carrying pole and smashed it at those people regardless of everything.
Mr. Zhang behind him was not to be outdone. He held a broom tightly in his hand. When a thug was trying to kick over a basket of vegetables, the broom was raised and hit the man's leg, causing him to scream in pain.
This place has long been their home, and they will not allow anyone to destroy it.
"Well, I didn't expect that you, one old and one young, are so brave. Since you are not afraid of death, don't blame us for being rude." Lin Dacui spat, and the two of them looked very much like Zhao Chuchu that day when they were so fierce.
When she thought of that man, Lin Dacui still felt a faint pain in her body. The expressionless face of Zhao Chuchu when she attacked him that day made her look like an evil spirit.
Realizing that she was actually a little afraid of Zhao Chuchu, Lin Dacui let out a scream, her eyes full of cruelty as she cursed, "Are you hungry? Even a cripple and a child can beat you up. When you go out in the future, don't say you're Lin Dacui's. Hurry up and show us your tricks."
Lin Dacui kicked someone on the butt, rolled her eyes, and looked disgusted.
When their boss questioned their abilities, they immediately became serious, intending to scare him.
One of them reached out and grabbed the shoulder pole in Wen Ge'er's hand, and sighed pretentiously, "Kids, you're just unlucky. You've offended both the noble and the boss. Don't blame us for being rude."
Wen Ge'er, who was thin and had little strength, had his carrying pole easily snatched away from him. He was grabbed by the collar of his clothes and lifted up without having the strength to fight back.
Mr. Zhang also had his broom taken away, and saw that the man's fist was about to fall on him.
"You, you are really rebelling. Do you have any law?" Several villagers from Zhaojia Village rushed in to stop them, led by Qiao Fulang from next door.
The Zhao family's old house was located in a remote area with few houses around. At this time of year, most of the young and middle-aged people were working, and there were few people who could rush over to help. But they all came.
When Zhao Chuchu and Zhang Xiuyuan arrived, they saw a chaotic fight.
A man secretly took a kitchen knife from the kitchen, with a ferocious look on his face, and was ready to chop the defenseless Qiao Fulang who was protecting Wen Ge'er.
This person was none other than Lin Dacui.
Zhao Chuchu narrowed her eyes, looking sinister, and quickly stepped forward, kicking Lin Dacui away.
She used so much force in this kick that Lin Dacui felt as if a huge rock had fallen on her chest, shaking her internal organs to the point that they were about to shatter.
The whole person flew backwards, fell to the ground, coughed a few times, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Lin Dacui, I spared you last time, but now you still don't know how to live or die. Don't blame me for being rude." A devilish voice sounded, and Lin Dacui's body almost instinctively shrank. She looked up and met the cold eyes of the woman in front of her. She was more afraid of Zhao Chuchu than she thought.
She couldn't get up and could only watch Zhao Chuchu easily knock down the people she brought with her in the melee.
He was the most skilled person under her command, but he had no power to fight back against Zhao Chuchu.
One-sided abuse of the scumbag.
Both Lin Dacui and the people she brought with her were lying on the ground like dogs, barely breathing their last.
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