At that moment, Shen Yi rushed over from the adjacent room. Without even glancing at the fool lying on the ground, he immediately hoisted Xiao Shi onto his back. "Let's go! We have to go now!"
Qin Jiao nodded.
But just as they were about to head outside, they heard Little Fatty standing at the door, crying and shouting, "Dad! Mom! We've got burglars! They beat Uncle Fool to death!"
At that moment, Lin Xiaohua and her husband were out by the courtyard gate, rounding up their chickens, ducks, and pigs. Several of their relatives had come over to help. It was a huge, menacing-looking crowd. In the pitch-black darkness, if they were really cornered, some things would be impossible to explain.
If things went south, they might not be able to get away at all!
After all, desperate places often breed desperate people. They neither knew the law nor cared for it.
