Walking with the Villain, Lou Xiao'e's Alternative Love

The atmosphere in Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao's home was particularly solemn.

Although the sun was still shining brightly, it seemed unable to penetrate the anxiety and uneasiness that permeated the room.

The two of them sat on the sofa in the living room, clasped their hands, and looked towards the door from time to time, as if important news could come at any time.

"Why is there still no news from godfather?" Lou Xiao'e frowned, her eyes full of worry about the safety of Professor Guo and his wife.

Professor Guo is not only a respected elder, but also a rare source of warmth and support for Zhuang Junwei in this turbulent era.

Xu Damao gently patted the back of Lou Xiao'e's hand, trying to comfort her: "Don't worry, godfather will definitely do his best."

Having said that, Xu Damao couldn't help feeling uneasy.

He knew that in these turbulent times, anyone's fate could change drastically overnight.

Professor Guo and his wife are already very old, and they have suffered such a misfortune. Their safety is really worrying.

Time passed by minute by minute, and every second of waiting seemed like torture.

Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao could almost hear the sound of their own heartbeats, which were rapid and powerful, as if they were also trembling with worry about the unknown.

Just then, there was finally a knock on the door.

The two of them jumped up from the sofa almost at the same time and rushed to the door.

Xu Damao quickly opened the door and saw Zhu Zirui standing outside, panting.

"Any news from godfather?" he said breathlessly, pushing his bicycle into the yard.

Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e's eyes were full of disappointment.

"What's going on? Professor Guo and the others..." Zhu Zirui asked anxiously.

Xu Damao took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then said slowly: "There is no news from godfather yet.

Let's...let's wait a little longer."

Now, instead of two people looking sad, three people were sighing.

However, the arrival of the young generals was like a sudden storm, dragging the originally peaceful courtyard of Mao Yingxiaozhu into a whirlpool.

Holding sticks, they stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the gate of Maoying Xiaozhu, vowing to eradicate all "remnants of capitalism."

Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao were shocked by this sudden change and looked at each other in confusion and panic.

They know that their peaceful lives are about to be swept away by this storm, and those old accounts about family background and personal beliefs will be ruthlessly dug up at this moment and become the target of criticism.

Faced with this sudden crisis, Lou Xiao'e was nervous.

After all, it was her identity as a "descendant of capitalists" that provided those outsiders with an excuse to act recklessly.

Just as she secretly made up her mind to take out a high-voltage electric baton from the space for self-defense, the door was pushed open and two almost forgotten "bodyguards" came in.

Liu Yu and Zhang Jie, two young men who are slightly younger than her.

"Oh, look at my memory. How could I have neglected you?" Lou Xiao'e smiled and patted her forehead.

Since these two were arranged by their godfather to be with them, they have been silently stationed at the gatehouse like guardians in the night.

It has almost become an invisible force in the house.

They were low-key and self-sufficient, and it was not until Lou Xiao'e insisted on bringing them meals that they gradually showed a hint of warmth in life.

On weekdays, they follow Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao like shadows, and at critical moments they can drive away the villains on their own.

At this moment, facing the twenty-six students armed with sticks gathered outside the door, Liu Yu and Zhang Jie looked solemn, but they remained calm and asked Lou Xiao'e and Xu Damao for countermeasures.

"Brother Xu, sister-in-law, the situation outside is not good. Do we need to drive them away? Or knock them down?" Liu Yu's words revealed a determination that should not be underestimated.

"My God, with so many people, can you two hold on?" Upon hearing this, Zhu Zirui couldn't help but come forward, his tone full of disbelief.

"Don't worry, we know what we are doing." Liu Yu's answer was brief and powerful, revealing an unquestionable confidence.

As the target of those people's attack, Lou Xiao'e did not back down and spoke frankly: "If they are unreasonable, we don't need to waste our breath.

Let’s just do it together.”

Her tone was firm and concise, without any hesitation, showing her courage and determination to face the challenge.

Xu Damao looked at Lou Xiao'e, his eyes full of worry: "Wife, this is too dangerous, you can't go out and take risks." His tone was full of care for her.

Lou Xiao'e shook her head firmly, with an unshakable light in her eyes: "Da Mao, you know me, I am not the kind of coward who hides when encountering trouble.

Besides, I have ways to protect myself.”

As she spoke, she took out a high-voltage electric baton and showed it to the others, saying, "This is the 'secret weapon' I prepared. Although you need to be careful when using it, it will definitely come in handy at a critical moment."

Then, she quickly laid out her strategy: "Let's go out together and bring some good weapons with us.

But remember, safety first.

Ruizi, take this opportunity to ride your bike to find Deputy Director Li and tell him about the situation here. He can’t just sit there and do nothing.”

Faced with Lou Xiao'e's determination, although Xu Damao was reluctant, he also understood her determination.

He took a deep breath, nodded, and decided to fight alongside her.

Zhu Zirui responded quickly and prepared to carry out another critical task.

Just like that, the group embarked on this sudden defense battle in a tense and orderly atmosphere, with everyone's heart filled with courage to face the unknown and trust in each other.

The noisy voices of the young players outside the door were mixed with the echo of sticks hitting the ground.

And the increasingly imminent, almost suffocating feeling of oppression.

It not only inspired Lou Xiaoe and her group's determination to defend their homes, but also made the neighbors in the entire alley nervous, so nervous that they almost jumped out of their chests.

Young and old, everyone was enveloped by this sudden tense atmosphere.

The elderly man stood trembling at the door, his eyes full of worry.

The children were held tightly in the arms of the adults, their little faces filled with fear and confusion.

The couple snuggled up to each other, looking nervously at the gate of Mao Yingxiaozhu, afraid of missing any possible changes.

The neighbors in the courtyard, led by Sha Zhu, showed unprecedented unity and courage.

The men all took out shovels and pickaxe handles from their homes. Those tools that were usually unused seemed to have become sharp weapons to protect their homes.

The women were not to be outdone, and they held kitchen utensils such as stove hooks and fire shovels tightly in their hands.

Be prepared for possible conflicts at any time.

Especially Sha Zhu, the two pointed pickaxes in his hands flashed coldly in the sun, which was particularly eye-catching, as if it was a symbol of his fearless spirit.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the moment when the door of Xu Damao's house slowly opened, and then they rushed forward like a tide, using the "weapons" in their hands and the passion in their hearts to resist the intrusion from the outside world and guard this peaceful place that belonged to them.

The air was filled with an atmosphere of tension and determination, as if a war without gunpowder was about to begin.

Yu Haitang was wrapped tightly, standing in the crowd, watching all this happen, feeling mixed emotions.

She felt the pleasure of revenge, but also an indescribable sadness.

This, she realized, was a feast of revenge.

In the end, it was herself that was devoured.