Guo Yunqing was running down the road and looking back when he soon saw Ye Xiaofei carrying a kitchen knife, charging over. He shouted loudly, "Murder, Ye Xiaofei has murdered someone!"
"Help, Ye Xiaofei is going to kill someone!"
He sped up his pace, alarming his colleagues around him. When they came out to see, they saw Ye Xiaofei, with a kitchen knife in hand and injuries all over, charging towards Guo Yunqing.
"Ye Xiaofei, don't be rash."
"Get out of the way."
"Ye Xiaofei, what's wrong?"
"Move aside."
All the tourists tried to block his path, but Ye Xiaofei acted as if he were invincible, as though no deity or demon could stop him.
In seconds, almost everyone visiting the farm was mobilized to block Ye Xiaofei, but he swung his kitchen knife, not paying them any attention.
The onlookers, real flesh-and-blood people, were terrified watching Ye Xiaofei desperately chasing someone to kill. At this moment, not a single person dared to intercept him.
