From the time Brother Qiang took action to the time he fell to the ground and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, it only took a blink of an eye, and the speed was so fast that Brother Qiang's henchmen had no time to react.
Until blood gushes out from Brother Qiang's sunken abdomen, one of the women wakes up from a dream and bursts out with a piercing scream: "He's dead - Brother Qiang was beaten to death!"
At this moment, everyone reacted and rushed to Brother Qiang in a swarm: "Brother Qiang, wake up, wake up quickly!"
No matter how much they shouted, Brother Qiang was still unable to open his eyes. The blood in his abdomen gradually stopped and formed a pool of dazzling red on the uneven ground.
Song Wufu and the other three looked at the expressionless Song Xixi in shock. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that their waist-high granddaughter (daughter) had punched away a burly man.
In their eyes, their granddaughter (daughter) is a weak and delicate person who usually relies on adults to carry her on their backs when traveling. If she had the power to kill a strong man with a punch, she would not have been nearly caught by the bad guys last time.
Song Xixi clenched her trembling hands and said with a stiff expression, "He was the one who moved first."
The three members of the Song family: "..."
Who made the first move?
At this time, Erhu, Brother Qiang's most effective henchman, turned red in the face, with a fanatical light in his eyes: "She killed Brother Qiang, let's kill her to avenge Brother Qiang!"
As long as he kills this little bitch, he can replace Brother Qiang and become the new boss!
When the other losers heard this, they swarmed over again and surrounded the Song family: "Yes, we want to avenge Brother Qiang!"
Even though Brother Qiang's body was in front of them and they didn't see clearly how Song Xixi did it, they still didn't believe that Song Xixi had the power to kill someone with one punch.
Maybe they knew in their hearts that Song Xixi was not easy to mess with, but they felt that they could defeat this weak-looking little girl with more than less.
Song Wufu and the other three immediately ignored Song Xixi's anomaly and stood in front of her. They would never watch these people harm their granddaughter (daughter).
However, an irresistible force suddenly came from their waists, causing them to retreat to both sides involuntarily. When they realized it, Song Xixi was already in front of them.
Erhu became more and more excited, staring with scarlet eyes and instigating: "Everyone, come together, kill this bitch and bury this bitch with Brother Qiang. We can't let Brother Qiang starve to death..."
Before he could say the word "ghost", he suddenly screamed, and flew out like a kite with its string cut off. He landed hard on the ground next to Brother Qiang, and the blood spurted from his mouth streaked in the air.
A perfect arc.
Bright red blood spattered on Song Xixi's young face, and her whole body exuded a strange evil aura.
As if unaware, she approached the remaining twelve men and women step by step: "Who else wants revenge?"
These people had already turned pale with fear and backed away as if running for their lives: "No, no, don't come over -"
Song Xixi smiled sarcastically, stepped on the back of the struggling Erhu's hand, then stood up on tiptoes and crushed it gently.
With a "click" sound, Erhu's right hand instantly turned into a puddle of rotten flesh.
"Spare your life - please spare your life, girl! We don't dare to do evil anymore, never again!"
The men and women who witnessed this scene were completely defeated, crying and kowtowing for mercy. No one wanted to be the next to die under Song Xixi's iron fist.
In just a few breaths, they changed from hunters to prey. In the face of powerful force, they could not even think of resisting.
Song Xixi left Er Hu, who had more air coming out and less air coming in, and came to Song Wufu, who had dull eyes: "Grandpa, these are not good people. If we let them go, will passersby suffer again?"
Song Wufu subconsciously said: "We can't let them go!"
After saying that, he glanced at his granddaughter with a complicated expression and told Song Cai, who was dazed beside him: "Go get the rope and tie them up first."
Song Cai came to his senses, hurriedly walked to the door, and brought in the rope that Brother Qiang and his entourage had casually thrown on the ground.
I don't know how many evil things this group of people have done. The rope was covered with dark blood and exuded a strong fishy smell. The original color of the rope could no longer be seen.
With Song Xixi guarding the door, the twelve people did not even dare to think of escaping. In the end, Erhu and Erhu, who was still alive, were tied into rice dumplings by the Song family and his son, and their mouths were tightly gagged.
Without help from outsiders, they would never be able to untie the rope and escape from here.
These people have done so many evil things that it would not be an exaggeration to kill them directly. However, neither the Song family father nor his son, nor Niu Hua'er, have ever harmed the lives of others, so it is difficult to do so now.
Without food or drink and no means of escaping, these people could not last long. Whether they could survive or not depended on their luck.
The dead Brother Qiang was ignored and left to lie stiffly on the ground, smelling and rotting.
This kind of scum does not deserve to be laid to rest!
While the father and son were busy tying up the person, Niu Hua'er hid the pain in her eyes, gently wiped away the blood on Song Xixi's face, hugged her and praised her: "My dear baby is so amazing. He is so good at such a young age."
I can protect my grandpa and parents!"
Song Xixi pursed her dry lips, raised her head and looked at her: "Niu Xiaohua, aren't you curious?"
Niu Hua'er rubbed her little ears and saw the little red mole hidden at the base of her ears. She grinned and said, "You're curious. How could you not be curious? But when you think about your ancestors appearing, you suddenly have strange strength."
Not surprising."
No matter how many secrets Xixi hides, there is no doubt that she is her daughter.
Song Xixi's eyes heated up, and she lowered her eyes and said, "Niu Xiaohua, you are very smart. You guessed that my strange power was given by my ancestors."
Niu Hua'er hugged the little person tightly and boasted, "Well, if my mother was stupid, could she have given birth to a smart daughter like you?"
Song Xixi let herself lean into her arms. In her previous life, she had never killed a fish, but in this life, her right hand, which had been stained with human life, gradually stopped trembling.
The Song family father and son, who were keeping an eye on her while tying up people, felt a little relieved when they saw this.
After confirming that the thirteen people could not escape on their own, the family of four quickly packed up their luggage without leaving the house, locked the gate and courtyard gate, and left the farmyard, embarking on the official road to the southeast.
Song Wufu and the others did not have any doubts about the divine power bestowed by their ancestors. They even showed their envy of Song Xixi in a grandiose way, complaining that they were not able to live up to their expectations and could not win the eyes of their ancestors.
No one asked Song Xixi about it, and everything that happened in the small courtyard seemed to pass by calmly.
Until that night, Song Xixi's body was burning hot, she was screaming, crying and talking nonsense in her dreams. Song Wufu and the others' hearts were clenched, and they wished they could get into Song Xixi's dream and dispel all the haze for her.