At this moment, the militia no longer surrounded Shan Yue and the others. Instead, they gathered around Pang Shuo.
"Village Chief, how are you? You have to hold on. We'll send you to the hospital immediately."
Just as everyone was about to lift Pang Shuo up and leave, he struggled free.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with countless blood vessels. He forcefully endured the pain in his body. The momentary anger had already overwhelmed all rationality. He used the last bit of strength in his body to shout, "Don't care about me. You must kill them!"
Hearing the order, the militia ignited the last bit of blood in their hearts. No one chose to retreat anymore. They roared and were about to start fighting, but a massacre was still killed in the cradle.
The two fully armed teams led by Chang Ling rushed in from outside. The division of labor was very clear. One team protected Shan Yue and the others, and the other surrounded the remaining people in the courtyard.
