Weilan's blows made Qin Meifen dizzy. She spat bitterly at Weilan, "You damn little wench, how dare you hit me."
"Say another word, and I'll cut your tongue out." Weilan's eyes turned cold as she glanced at Zhuang Yuezhou, saying, "Zhuang Yuezhou, gag her and bring me the gas tank from this room."
Yingzi immediately went to look for it.
Luckily, there was a gas tank in the residential house.
Lu Hechen understood immediately what was happening. As Weilan was about to move forward, he pulled her behind him, saying, "Let me do it."
Weilan froze, watching as he lifted a gas tank in front of her, holding a lighter, standing at the door like a mountain blocking everything outside the courtyard.
She gazed at his back, something flickering in her eyes.
She just stared at Lu Hechen's back without saying a word.
Everyone understood that this moment was rather tragic.
Because they didn't know if they were under siege today.
