Quickly wear: Crazy criticize the host for her hard heart!

And this is a small town. The only security guard in the hospital is the old man in the duty room at the entrance. No one can control them at all.

The task force immediately called the local police station, but by now reporters had rushed into the ward.

The women were shocked by the sudden influx of a group of men and women.

The reporters were excitedly taking photos and recording videos, and were already thinking about how to write a press release. With so many abducted women being rescued, it was obviously a big case, and they would definitely make a lot of money this time.

"Excuse me, were you trafficked? How long ago were you trafficked?"

"Which village were you trafficked to? How many children did you give birth to?"

"Are your injuries from being beaten while trying to escape? Do you hate them?"

"When you left, did your child cry and ask you not to leave? Aren't you sad? Wouldn't you be reluctant to leave your child like this?"

"If you don't want this child, why did you give birth to him in the first place? I don't believe you can't abort the child, or do you still want this child?"

"Have you thought about how to start a new life after you go back? After all, the past has become a stain on you. Can you still face yourself calmly?"

"After being tortured into this state, your body is no longer clean. Didn't you ever think of committing suicide to protect your chastity? What is your reason for persisting in living?"

"Have you never thought about staying? After all, your home is here. Are you really so determined to leave your husband and children?"

"I believe no man would be willing to accept you like this. Will you hide your experience in the future?"

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The reporters started asking questions with cameras and microphones in their faces. Each question was sharper than the last, and they all wanted to come up with some explosive and eye-catching answers.

Some of the women cried in fear, some resisted wildly, and some cursed. They were all stimulated by this group of reporters.

After all, it was the bottomless abyss they had just climbed out of, and no one wanted or dared to touch that unbearable memory.

The large room that the hospital had originally vacated for these women was now overcrowded and messy like a vegetable market.

The members of the task force shouted anxiously at the door, trying to drag the person out, but it was in vain.

In the face of such breaking news, these are all authors who do not care about their lives or their bottom line. Even if the police come, the most they can do is drive them out.

Tian Xiuyun defended Xue Yuke fiercely, preventing reporters from getting close to her.

"Go away! Don't take pictures of my daughter! We refuse to be interviewed, please go away! If you don't leave, I will call the police!"

The reporter was upset by her blocking, so he picked up the camera and took pictures of her face.

Suddenly, he felt that his hand was empty, and he saw that his camera was in the hands of the woman blocking him at some point.

Xue Yuke sneered at him: "Are you able to take pictures of my aunt?"

After saying that, she quickly deleted the photo the reporter had just taken, and then slammed the camera against the opposite wall, smashing it to pieces.

The reporter looked at her angrily: "What are you doing!"

The next second, Xue Yuke slapped him on the face.

Everyone was attracted by the movement here and turned their heads to see what happened.

I saw Xue Yuke's disheveled hair and thin and disfigured face full of fear and ferocity. His long nails scratched the reporter's face left and right, and he shouted: "Beast! Trash! Damn it." You stinky man! I let you beat me every day and lock me up like an animal! I’ll beat you to death, I’ll beat you to death!”

The reporter was scratched so hard that he couldn't even fight back.

The other women stared blankly at Xue Yuke, as if they were suddenly inspired by something. They screamed, scratched the reporters in front of them, and threw their cameras.

"Help, someone is trying to hit me!"

"I let you beat me and whip me every day. If I don't live, I will take you to death with me!"

"There are bad guys, help me, mom! The police are coming quickly!"

Everyone was yelling and screaming, as if they were being stimulated and couldn't recognize who was in front of them. If they caught anyone, they would scratch their faces, or pull their hair and kick them in the stomach. In short, the main focus is to show off one's teeth and claws.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and the reporters were beaten until they were crying and howling.

However, although the door to the room was small, there were three people from the task force blocking the door. For a moment, they were so panicked that they had no choice but to escape.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a time, and the people on the task force had their jaws dropped.

However, they still remembered their identities and "dutifully" stepped forward to start a fight.

"Don't do it, don't do it, if you have something to say, just say it!"

Member A said to the two people who ran to the door and were pulled back and entangled with each other by their hair.

He stood aside anxiously and advised earnestly: "Don't pull people's hair. It's wrong to do this! Hey, I advise you that it's best not to pinch the flesh of people's thighs and armpits. It hurts the most if you pinch them!"

The woman let go of the hand holding her hair and pinched the reporter's armpits and thighs.

Member B tightly hugged the reporter who was beaten and wanted to fight back, and used his body to block the opponent's attack: "Don't fight, don't fight, stop it! Please be sensible!"

The reporter could have run away, but he hugged him and was scratched so hard that he was so angry that his Tianling Gai almost flew away.

A reporter screamed and rushed to member C: "Help! Help! These women are crazy!"

Member C nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, hide behind me!"

The reporter cried with joy and rushed behind him crazily.

Unexpectedly, behind member C, a woman with disheveled hair rushed out with a sinister smile, grabbed his hair, pounced on him and pushed him to the ground, tearing at it randomly and scratching it with her nails.

When officers from the local police station arrived, this was what they saw.

"Stop! Stop it all! This is a hospital, what are you doing!"

Fortunately, the call came from the task force, which made the matter more serious, so more police officers came and the situation was quickly brought under control. Otherwise, if there are fewer people coming, the trouble may continue for a long time.

At this time, people outside the corridor had already gathered to watch the fun, holding up their mobile phones to record videos.

In the room, everyone was divided into three parts.

One group was for the women headed by Xue Yuke. They were already covered in wounds, so it was impossible to see what harm the melee had caused to them.

The other was of reporters looking disheveled and embarrassed.

Their hair was messy, and some had pieces of scalp exposed. Their faces were all red, swollen or scratched. They were holding their own broken cameras, their faces red and thick with anger.

The people from the task force stood at the door, wiping the sweat from their foreheads. They were obviously exhausted just now.

Police officers stood in the center of the room to prevent further conflicts.