After the vicious mother-in-law fought back by dressing as a soft bun, she knelt down and begged for

The villagers cursed her so harshly and filthily, not giving her any chance to react.

"You, all of you shut up!"

He Danhong was so angry that she wanted to hit someone. She looked around the crowd with a fierce look, trying to find a soft persimmon to squeeze.

But I didn't expect that those who dared to stand in front were not easy to deal with.

He Danhong looked around but didn't know where to start.

In the end, she could only stamp her feet in anger.

He Danhong stomped her feet so hard that she accidentally rubbed her thigh, which immediately aggravated the wound on her leg.

He Danhong gasped in pain and her face turned pale instantly.

He Danhong covered her aching right leg without thinking.

She reacted subconsciously and didn't think there was any ambiguity in her action.

But when she covered her right leg, the gasps around her became louder.

This time it further confirmed everyone's speculation.

He Danhong really did something shameful outside.

Everyone saw with their own eyes that her right thigh was injured and the wound would be worn out by walking.

"He Danhong is cheating on me!"

"He Danhong is having a wild fight outside!"

"He Danhong is the most shameless woman in Xiejia Village!"

Everyone's exclamations became louder and louder, completely drowning out He Danhong's explanation.

"I'm not, I didn't! Stop slandering me!"

He Dan watched with red eyes as she couldn't argue with them, and suddenly she saw a sickle placed on the side of the road.

He Danhong was so angry that she bent down, picked up the sickle on the ground, and swung it directly at them.

He Danhong attacked quickly and fiercely, and the person standing in the front was almost hit on the head by her.

The man was startled and immediately took a few steps back reflexively.

It didn't matter that he retreated, but the people standing next to him were in big trouble.

The man's arm was accidentally scratched because he was slow to dodge.

The sickle was sharpened to a shine, and the blade emitted a cold white light.

Even though the knife only scratched the man a little, blood immediately flowed out.

No one expected that He Danhong would be so bold as to commit the crime in public in front of so many people.

At first, no one reacted, so they just chose to escape.

Later, because of the resentment in her heart, He Danhong not only did not listen to their advice, but instead raised her sickle to kill everyone.

She now had only one thought in her mind: the sickle is in my hand, and I am invincible.

He Danhong did taste the sweetness at the beginning, and finally got what she wanted and made them shut up.

But the villagers are not fools. If they curse a few words, He Danhong, the whore, will chase them and chop them with a sickle.

They are all grown men. Don’t they care about their face in front of so many villagers?

"You bastards, weren't you very good at talking just now? You two are so good at spreading rumors, just let me cut off your tongues!"

After He Danhong succeeded, she became more and more daring and her words were very arrogant.

When He Danhong tasted the sweetness and came after him again, someone finally stood up to resist.

He Danhong ran up to someone and was about to swing the sickle when she was kicked in the stomach by another person.

The man's kick was very tricky, his posture was exactly the same as Lin Wanxin's, and the kick position was almost the same.

He Danhong felt pain in her abdomen and screamed.

The sickle that was originally held steadily in his hand is now shaking.

Then two strong men came forward, grabbed her shoulders on the left and right, and someone forcibly pulled the sickle from her hand.

"Give it to me, you stinky bitch! Without the sickle, I don't think you'll dare to do anything evil."

He Danhong tried to struggle, but her arms and legs were held down, and every movement she made was accompanied by piercing pain.

He Danhong's face was twisted in pain because she had been too arrogant just now and now no one was there to speak up for her.

The man whose arm she had just cut walked forward and stepped directly on the back of her hand.