"You, you, what are you doing..."
The brother quickly protected his sister. When he turned around, more people were approaching from behind, gradually surrounding them.
There was no way out.
At this moment, Wang Pinggui's wife saw this scene and exclaimed in surprise, "What are you all saying?"
Before the son and daughter could say a word, an old woman turned her head, her pitch-black eyes staring straight at her:
"You're not a good woman, inciting your son and daughter not to care for their own father. No matter how great the fault, you shouldn't blame the father."
Saying this, she actually drew a kitchen knife from behind her, with vegetable leaves still clinging to it, evident that she was cooking just now.
The son quickly threw something at the old woman and dragged his sister, trying to escape. A few people from all sides slowly closed in.
Although the movements were not fast, their forms were like the lost, terrifying the two so much they didn't dare to move.
