A person with bloodshot eyes, their face smeared with blood, lunged at Liu Dazhi with an axe.
The village chief covered his eyes in fear. At this distance, no one could reach in time.
Seeing Liu Dazhi in danger, several people took off their thick cotton coats, rolled up their sleeves, and prepared to help.
This is how people are. Once someone breaks the deadlock, once someone steps forward, others will be willing to step forward too.
"Dazhi!"
Everyone's heartbeat skipped a beat, hoping Liu Dazhi would survive.
At the critical moment, the courtyard gate opened.
A very thin, gleaming rope shot out from the door and firmly ensnared the axe that was about to descend.
"Ah!" The onlookers in the distance cried out in unison at the sight. It was too thrilling.
Liu Dazhi knew he couldn't dodge it, so he covered his vital spots with his hands, hoping only to survive and return to his wife and children to report safety.
The expected pain didn't come. He looked up and met those bloodshot eyes. "Oh my god!"
Even after fighting for a while, he still couldn't get used to such red eyes. Fortunately, although the opponent was very close, his arm was already pulled by the thin silk thread, and the axe was held in the air, unable to fall.
"Go!" Qin Ningyi shouted urgently.
He pulled the rope from the other end, veins popping on his face, indicating the immense difficulty.
Liu Dazhi bolted. Before running off, he kicked the attacker hard. The kick sent the person sprawling, allowing Qin Ningyi to let go.
"Young Master Qin," Qin Ningyi's subordinates, gathered around him, watched the surroundings warily. "Why did you come out?"
His young son and beloved wife were inside the courtyard. Logically, Qin Ningyi should have been protecting them inside.
Qin Ningyi reeled in the rope, looking at the person before him who seemed immune to pain, his thoughts churning.
This was definitely not right.
Seeing the people from the courtyard emerge, those attackers grinned sinisterly at Qin Ningyi. "It's you?"
Someone pushed aside the villagers closing in and took a few steps towards the door. "A man?"
Clearly, they remembered the gender of the person they were looking for very clearly. Even in a blood frenzy, they could still differentiate genders.
Due to the gender issue, someone raised an objection. "Boss, this is a man. What do we do?"
The one called "boss", with blood on his lips, managed a smile. "Kill him together and have some fun!"
"Kill! Kill!" the others echoed in unison, the situation suddenly becoming much more tense.
Upon receiving the order, everyone rushed forward. Qin Ningyi, holding the silk thread, advanced towards their axes.
"Young Master Qin, I have..." His subordinates were all equipped with silenced guns. Seeing Qin Ningyi fighting with a rope, they unhesitatingly handed him their guns.
"Protect yourself," Qin Ningyi said, already entering the encirclement with the rope. He weaved through them rapidly, soon entangling several people. With a single pull, he dealt with the axes and saws coming at him.
Although this method was effective, Qin Ningyi found that the attackers seemed unafraid of injury. Even when choked to the point of suffocation, they still charged forward. They would eventually tire, but the attackers seemed unaffected.
The leader noticed the change in Qin Ningyi's movements and laughed maniacally. "What, can't do anything to us now? Hahahaha, this is Old Master's medicine! All of you die! Accompany my brothers to death! All of you go to hell!"
Police sirens wailed.
"The police are here!" A villager watching from their rooftop excitedly announced the source of the sound.
The group clearly faltered upon hearing this. Then, their swords and knives descended chaotically upon Qin Ningyi.
As Qin Ningyi dodged, he heard a muffled sound. The voice seemed somewhat familiar…
While his mind searched for where he had heard the voice before, his body instinctively ducked and dodged.
A bullet grazed Qin Ningyi's back, drawing blood.
"A gun!" those nearby shouted.
Everyone had assumed this was a simple brawl, but now a gun had appeared! This completely shattered the interest of all the onlookers.
"Young Master Qin!" Qin Ningyi's subordinates, hearing the sound and the surrounding chatter, looked over in a panic. This momentary lapse allowed the attackers to seize the opportunity and rain blows upon him with all their weapons.
Qin Ningyi slowly looked up at the person who had fired the shot. The person was swaying precariously where they stood, but their eyes were still full of defiance. "You dodged that too?"
They raised the gun again.