"Miss Yue, let's help you!"
The villagers shouted, grabbed their weapons and rushed over with angry faces.
Seeing this, the refugees who had been following the team also stepped forward to confront this evil group of people.
There are many refugees among them who want to fish in troubled waters and sneak into Zhan Qingyue's team in an attempt to grab food.
For a moment, the whole scene was in chaos.
"What are you doing?"
Zhan Qingyue's eyes were extremely cold, and she roared angrily, picked up the wooden stick that Han Yiyun used to build a pergola, and hit the villain who was wielding a machete.
She protected herself around her cart, dancing with a wooden stick like a tiger and a tiger, attacking from left and right. Every time she struck, although the force was not very strong, she hit the right spot, so that the evil people could not come forward for a while.
However, in this chaotic situation, there are still fish that slip through the net.
"Brother Yiyun, be careful!"
Brother Zhan shouted, and Zhan Qingyue hurriedly turned around, only to see a man behind Han Yiyun holding a machete and trying to attack Han Yiyun.
"Brother Han, be careful."
Zhan Qingyue shouted and threw the wooden stick in his hand at the man, but the man blocked it with a machete.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhan Qingyue quickly grabbed Han Yiyun's arm and led him towards her.
The man's reaction was not slow, and he swung his knife to chop. Zhan Qingyue protected Han Yiyun with her body, and kicked the man with a back kick.
As a result, the strength of the man's knife was greatly reduced, and the blade deflected a lot, and accidentally struck Zhan Qingyue's arm.
In an instant, the bright red blood penetrated the old clothes, dyeing most of the sleeves red, and dripped down.
"Yueyue, you are injured!"
Han Yiyun's heart was as sharp as a knife, his eyes were stained red by Zhan Qingyue's blood, and there was a layer of mist, wishing that he was the one who was injured.
"You bitch, die!"
Han Yiyun roared, became fierce, jumped up with a quick step, snatched the machete from the man's hand, and slashed the man's thigh with his backhand.
It was too late, but it was too late. The man had no time to react before he fell to the ground, clutching his thigh.
Han Yiyun was unparalleled in his bravery. He wielded a machete in a dizzying manner, and in a short time he chopped down many evil people and refugees.
With the addition of Han Yiyun, their team gradually gained the upper hand.
After a while, the situation gradually came under control, and many refugees and evil people were injured and managed to escape.
Everyone's food was finally saved, but it was not easy!
"Brother Yiyun, are you okay? Our food is saved."
Brother Zhang stepped forward to show concern, still feeling frightened about what had just happened.
He didn't expect that giving away two kilograms of food would lead to death for everyone.
It was nothing more than implicating his own family, as he was surrounded by family members, but he did not expect that those evil people and refugees did not distinguish between young and old at all, and many people in the team suffered as a result.
Han Yiyun looked at his guilty look and felt extremely ironic.
"Second brother, can't you see Yueyue is injured?"
He glared at Brother Zhan fiercely. If looks could kill, Brother Zhan would have died a thousand times ago.
"I..." Brother Zhang hesitated and evaded his eyes, not daring to look at Zhan Qingyue: "Little sister, are you okay?"
"Are you blind? Can't you see if something is wrong? Can't you see with so much blood shed?"
Han Yiyun shouted at his second brother hysterically: "If you hadn't been a bad guy, would we have had this unreasonable disaster today?"
"Some people are so cruel that they eat your food and bite you back. Are you satisfied now? Do you want to see us all killed by you before you are willing to grow some brains?"
Brother Zhang lowered his head, ashamed, and said nothing in the face of Han Yiyun's rebuke.
Seeing that Brother Zhang couldn't make a sound with his three hammers, Han Yiyun didn't bother to scold anymore, and poured water to clean Zhan Qingyue's wound.
Zhan Qingyue used her uninjured hand to take out a lot of medicine from the medicine box.
"Brother Han, I see that several people in the team who are helping us are injured. You can distribute these medicines to everyone, but you can't make everyone feel cold."
Han Yiyun nodded solemnly, called Song Cuihua to clean Zhan Qingyue's wounds, and then left with a bunch of medicine bottles.
He had just walked for a while when he saw several injured villagers approaching him holding small medicine bottles.
"Miss Yue, thank you for the medicine."
Everyone thanked Zhan Qingyue in a flurry of words.
Zhan Qingyue listened to the increasing favorability in the space and suggested to several people: "I have an idea that will not only make you eat, but also won't make you talk."
Several people's eyes lit up, and they listened expectantly to Zhan Qingyue's next words.
"You help me work and I will give you food. If you are willing, you can start today."
When several people heard this, they refused. They agreed repeatedly: "Don't worry, boss, we will work hard and never be lazy."
"Thank you, boss, for giving us a chance to live."
Several people were about to kneel down to Zhan Qingyue, but she stopped them.
"From now on, we will all be talking about the same thing. If we don't say these outspoken words, let alone kneel down easily."
The gratitude of the few people was beyond words, and they once again thanked Zhan Qingyue.
Zhan Qingyue felt very happy as she listened to the stiff announcement from the system in the space about the increase in favorability.
The most important thing is that because of the second surge in favorability, Space generously gave her a hundred stones of food.
This is a hundred stones! Enough for everyone to live for a while.
It seems that I have to find an opportunity to take out this food and distribute it to everyone, otherwise my family will still become the target of public criticism.
You may not be so lucky next time.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Hu Dayong happily running out of the mountain col, shouting as he ran: "Miss Yue, Miss Yue, we found the hiding place of these evil people, and Dabao is guarding it with people."
Zhan Qingyue was surprised and happy, and picked up the hatchet, like a general about to go on an expedition.
"Brother Dayong, let's go to the lair of evil people. The geese will pluck their feathers when they pass by, and the beasts will leave their skins when they leave. We won't leave even a blade of grass to them."
Hu Dayong was so excited by her encouragement that he immediately imitated her example, picked up a hatchet and rushed forward to lead the way.
After a while, the two of them met Zhang Dabao and the others.
In front of me are several dilapidated thatched houses.
Without waiting for anyone to react, Zhan Qingyue ran towards the thatched house with a hatchet in hand.
"Uncles and brothers, I'm going to explore the way first."
She rushed into the thatched house and put out most of the food she had just obtained. Then she turned around and shouted: "Everyone, come quickly, there is food!"
These words are like adding cold water to a hot oil pan and it boils instantly.
Everyone happily brought the food back bit by bit, and Baba waited for Zhan Qingyue to order how to deal with it.
"Everyone, this food is hard to come by. The old rule is to distribute the food according to the head."
Everyone could hardly believe their ears. After being stunned for a moment, everyone shed tears of gratitude.
