However, as soon as she took two steps forward, Guo Xinru suddenly pointed the fruit knife at Luo Ziyun as if she was stimulated by something. "Don't come any closer, don't come any closer!"
Tang Mufeng quickly pulled his wife back and comforted Guo Xinru gently at the same time. "Alright, alright, we won't come closer, we won't come closer. Cousin, calm down first, calm down…"
Looking at the wounds of different depths on Guo Xinru's arm and the blood on the ground, Tang Mufeng was anxious in his mind, but there was nothing he could do.
He wanted to call the cops, but Guo Xinru found out about it both times they tried to do so secretly and smashed their phones.
And now, even if they wanted to call the cops, they couldn't.
At this moment, Guo Xinru seemed to see something terrifying. Her pupils shrank abruptly and she shook her head desperately.
"Ahhhh! No, no, no, no! Please, no, let me go, please let me go!"
