Chapter 230: Compensation – Daily Melon Eating at the Sickly Aunt’s Courtyard

Chapter 230: Compensation - The Daily Drama of the Sickly Sister-in-law in the Compound

"Ahhh! The knife, the knife... it doesn't care who it cuts!" Zhou Qin zigzagged, hopping and dodging, fearing that the knife in Wang Gousheng's hand would land on him.

"Ahhhh!" Qin Xianglian let out a piercing scream that made many cover their ears.

Others could only watch from a distance, and the street committee staff could only shout warnings from a safe distance.

"Wang Gousheng, put down the knife now!"

"Old lady Wang, hurry up and talk some sense into your son!"

Unfortunately, old lady Wang's heart and eyes were entirely focused on her son. "What's the harm if that brat Zhou Qin gets a couple of cuts from my boy?"

The people beside her quickly moved away, looking at her in horror. "I couldn't believe she would say something so chilling."

What does she mean by "a couple of cuts"?

This is about attacking someone with a knife, which is a crime, and could get them arrested by the police.

Why does old lady Wang speak so casually about it?

The street committee staff were left speechless by her words. They had never seen such lawless individuals.

It's no wonder they're mother and son. The son can commit a public assault, and the mother can mindlessly support him. Absolutely unbelievable!

The director of the street committee was shaking with anger, pointing at a junior staff member and saying, "Go get the police, now!"

Honestly, everyone was so shocked that they forgot to call the police.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qin and Qin Xianglian were still within striking distance of Wang Gousheng, one running desperately and the other screaming.

In terms of stamina, Wang Gousheng was no match for Zhou Qin, the sturdy man. After a few rounds, Wang Gousheng started to slow down, but seeing the knife in his hand, no one dared to intervene.

Failing to catch Zhou Qin, Wang Gousheng took his frustration out on Qin Xianglian. As he passed by her, he swung the knife at her.

Qin Xianglian's eyes widened in sheer terror. "Ahhh!"

"Ahhh!" The onlookers also screamed, and many couldn't bear to watch, covering their eyes, as if expecting blood to spill any second.

Zhou Qin instinctively glanced back and shouted in panic, "Sister Lian!"

His heroic instincts kicked in, and he immediately turned and lunged forward.

The crowd's hearts nearly stopped.

It was a close call, way too close.

Wang Gousheng's knife had been aimed at Qin Xianglian's head. If it had hit her, she probably wouldn't have made it.

Luckily, Zhou Qin managed to shove Qin Xianglian aside just in time, and the knife slashed his arm instead.

"Ah!" The cut was deep, and Zhou Qin was writhing in agony.

The street committee director shouted, "Someone, quick! Tie up this lunatic!"

Wang Gousheng, caught off guard by the unexpected result, raised the knife again. Qin Xianglian, stunned from the push, tumbled to the ground. Only when the pain hit her did she realize she had narrowly escaped death.

Seeing Wang Gousheng raise the knife again, she found unexpected courage and lunged at him, sending him sprawling to the ground.

Qin Xianglian was also slashed by Wang Gousheng in a fit of rage and humiliation, but because she dodged quickly, the knife missed her vital spots, only grazing her calf.

"Ah!" Qin Xianglian let out a scream, her face a mask of terror as she stared at Wang Gousheng.

The burly men among the onlookers, seeing Qin Xianglian, a woman, dare to confront the crazed Wang Gousheng, felt a surge of courage. Could they, as men, be less brave than a woman?

Since the director of the street office had already spoken, they exchanged glances and then rushed forward. One clever man took advantage of Wang Gousheng's distraction to sneak up and kick him from behind.

This sent Wang Gousheng, who had just scrambled to his feet, tumbling back down. This time, the knife slipped from his hand, and the group of burly men who had stepped forward to subdue him saw their chance and quickly pinned him down.

"Ah! My Gousheng! Don't grab him, don't grab him!" Old lady Wang wailed, trying to rush forward and shove aside the men pinning Wang Gousheng down.

Several women from the crowd quickly stepped forward and surrounded old lady Wang.

Wang Gousheng was a menace; how could they possibly let him go?

Not long after, the police showed up.

The police had rushed over after hearing about the knife-wielding attacker. If they had been any slower, what would have happened?

When they arrived, they found the situation under control, the attacker subdued, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Several revolutionary committee members, lurking in the shadows, were growing frantic. Why had Wang Gousheng suddenly gone berserk?

But now they couldn't allow the police to take him away. If the police arrested him, how would they carry out their plan?

After a quick exchange of glances, they stepped out of the shadows.

"Officers, please hold on, please hold on."

The officers, noticing the emblems on their uniforms, exchanged glances but remained silent, halting as requested.

The emblems on their uniforms were enough to reveal their affiliations.

"Why did you stop us?" asked the senior officer in charge.

The onlookers, who had been about to disperse and go home upon seeing Wang Gousheng about to be arrested, immediately stopped.

"Here's the thing, Wang Gousheng is one of our team members. He acted out today because he was stressed about finishing a task."

"Yes, yes, my son was just stressed about not finishing his task, that's why he behaved this way," old lady Wang chimed in loudly.

Others couldn't help but roll their eyes in disbelief. Did they think everyone was blind and deaf?

Wang Gousheng was clearly attempting to murder someone, and they were saying it was because he was stressed about completing a task? What nonsense!

The crowd was outraged.

Wang Gousheng was a dangerous element. Were these people really trying to stop the police from arresting him?

Indeed, that was the case.

The leader of the revolutionary committee, smiling broadly, said, "Wang Gousheng was just a bit too stressed about completing his task, hence the violent behavior. Please, forgive him, forgive him!"

But others still looked angry.

Perhaps realizing he was talking nonsense, and seeing the dissatisfaction of others, he stopped spouting nonsense and instead offered something tangible.

"How about this?"

All eyes turned to him.

"Everyone here has been frightened. How about I give each of you one yuan as a token of compensation, and we all forget about this incident. How does that sound?"

He smiled at the crowd, but his grin sent chills down their spines.