Chapter 147 you have two choices
The man covered his waist, but did not dare to take action against Wen Minghua again. He looked at his companion and was about to speak out, but his eyes froze.

Wen Minghua also followed his gaze and saw that Wen Hehua was holding the wooden handle of the machete tightly with both hands. Every time he waved it horizontally, he swept it tightly against the man's chest.

The knife in the man's hand had fallen to the ground at some point, and his feet kept retreating. His hands tried to cover his chest, but they always retracted when Wen Hehua's machete swung past him. He cursed in his mouth. :
"You bastard, if you have the ability to let go of the knife, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Wen Hehua turned a deaf ear and moved his hands more and more unsystematically up, down, left and right, almost as if he wanted to kill the old master with random punches, which made the man so scrupulous that he could only retreat frequently.

At this time, the man in front of Wen Minghua shrank his pupils, and before he could say "be careful", the man had already rolled down the hillside.

"..."

Very good, one of them was successfully dealt with. Wen Minghua didn't wait for the man to recover, kicked him out again, and punched him in the face.

It didn't matter that she missed her foot, but the man's face was successfully punched by her. Before the man could swing his fist, Wen Minghua quickly retreated until she was beside Wen Hehua.

Wen Hehua tacitly handed over the machete in her hand. Wen Minghua took the machete without any pause and threw it out, aiming at the head of the man who had bullied her.

There was a muffled "bang" sound. Wen Minghua didn't care about the consequences of her knife. She pulled Wen Hehua and ran to the left. At the same time, she also made a muffled sound in her mouth.

After running for more than ten steps, she heard the sound of a man falling to the ground behind her, and then she stopped and looked back with Wen Hehua, whose steps were messy.

"Blood!"

Wen Hehua's voice was trembling, and her free hand was trembling as she pointed at the fallen man's head.

Oh my god, Minghua won’t kill people, right?

Wen Minghua's heart skipped a beat. She was acting in self-defense, but she was also afraid that she might be overly defensive and beat the person to death.

But she was brave. Even though she saw blood flowing from the man's head, she still walked over to check.

She remembered that she had just hit the man on the head with the back of the machete. She knew that at most he had a hole and a slight concussion, and the possibility of killing him was very small.

But when she walked in front of it, she still gasped, and couldn't help but lift the machete still in her hand to check. When she saw it, oh, there was a whole piece of scalp about five or six centimeters hanging on it.

"..."

She clearly remembered that she used the back of the knife, so why did it change to the edge?

But looking at the blood on the man's head, she still squatted down and checked his breathing with her hands.

The next moment, the man's closed eyes opened. When Wen Minghua stood up quickly, he grabbed Wen Minghua's foot with one hand and lifted it back. Wen Minghua, who couldn't avoid it and fell back, unceremoniously took the hand from her hand this time. The machete struck again.

On the other side, Wen Hehua, who didn't know it, had already picked up a stone in his hand. At this time, he saw Wen Minghua falling back. When the stone hit the man, he also screamed:
"Minghua, be careful!"

That's too late!

Wen Minghua was still knocked to the ground by the man's lift. She couldn't help grinning, but she still stood up quickly, just in time to see the stone in Wen Hehua's hand hit the man's chest.

"..." But Zhenzhi was still worried about not hitting his head at this time.

Wen Minghua bared her teeth and walked over, holding Wen Hehua's hand that was still about to hit her:
"Sister, that's enough, he's already fainted."

Didn't you see that the man didn't move even after she hit her?

Wen Hehua looked at the man's face, then breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground:

"Scared me."

"It's okay, sister, go pick up the bag."

She hugged Wen Hehua and patted her on the back, then let go of her and looked at the front and back of the road. It was strange that their fight was not long, but it must have been five or six minutes. What about the people who went to the market today? , why can’t I see anyone at this moment?
Wen Minghua's eyes moved to the hillside by the side of the road. The hillside was not big and covered with prickly pear trees, but it was very steep. There was a small ditch at the bottom. The man who had just fallen was still covering his face and wailing. I knew it was pricked by a prickly pear tree.

Wen Minghua ignored him, just stood up and looked at the intersection leading to Shuangbei Commune, and she had a guess in her heart.

She turned around, walked over to the unconscious man, peeled off his coat, took out his belt, bent and tied his legs, and took off the laces of his leather shoes, recalling her video lessons. The man's thumbs were tied behind his back using a unique binding method.

Finally, she lifted the man's head and looked at his injuries. She saw that it was indeed just a skin injury, but the wound was a bit large and the amount of bleeding was scary, so she used his coat to apply pressure on him randomly.

At this time, the man at the foot of the hillside had lost his voice. Wen Minghua saw that he was limping along the path in front of the hillside, and said to Wen Hehua who walked up to her,

"Sister, ride to the county seat and give Zhang Jin a call, and then report it to the police."

Wen Hehua shook her head without thinking:

"No, I can't leave you here alone."

You have no clue what you are doing, what if something happens again?
Wen Minghua pointed to the man who had climbed up in front:

"Look at their appearance, can I still be afraid of them?"

The most important thing for them now is to report to the police. As a good law-abiding citizen, her trust will always be the national law enforcement agencies.

After finally persuading Wen Hehua and watching her ride away, she turned her attention to the man who finally climbed up but did not dare to approach her:
"You have two choices. One, turn around and run away and wait for the police to arrest you; two, come over and wait for the police. I will tell the police that you are not the mastermind and you have performed meritorious service. By then, you may not go to jail again. "

She wants to eat shit, since she dares to rob her, if she doesn't let them sit through the jail, her surname will not be Wen!
Especially this one lying on the ground. Waiting for a severe beating next year to see if she will make him lose his head. He actually dares to commit suicide!

There was a look of hesitation on the man's face, and Wen Minghua said coldly:
"You don't have time to think about it. You won't forget where your companion is, right?"

I don’t know what method they thought of to block passersby, but the time he can delay will definitely not be very long. After all, even though it is already past two o’clock, there are still many people who have not returned home from the market.

When there are many people, if he wants to delay time, where can he delay it?

Obviously, the man had also thought of this, and the hesitation on his face became even stronger. Wen Minghua struck while the iron was hot and tried to persuade him again. Finally, she got his agreement to help her coax the man back and catch him.

(End of this chapter)

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