Even After My Death-Chapter 641 - 544: The Imprisoned Female College Student

The sound had barely escaped when many of the people present hadn’t even reacted.

It wasn’t until the woman in the house called out with all her might once more that everyone realized it was not an illusion!

"Li Fu, was that cry for help coming from your house?" someone asked, their expression hesitant.

"Of course not!" Li Fu immediately retorted, but the sudden change in his expression couldn’t fool anyone.

"It must be the old lady making a fuss! I’ll go check it out!" Li Fu could no longer care about picking a fight with Jiang Ning and hurriedly turned to rush home, leaving behind the crowd with uncertain expressions.

Qi Xingzhou still remembered what Jiang Ning had just said. Seeing Li Fu attempting to leave, he subconsciously wanted to step forward and restrain the man but was silently stopped by Jiang Ning.

"Let’s go, follow him and see," Jiang Ning said. She hadn’t expected the imprisoned girl to actually call out for help on her own. This made things easy for her; she now had a legitimate reason to go to Li Fu’s house.

Jiang Ning quickly followed, with Qi Xingzhou close behind.

Watching the two figures, the rest of the people present were stunned.

"What, what, what..."

These two were incredibly bold!

They actually dared to go to Li Fu’s house.

Many of their neighbors hadn’t set foot in Li Fu’s house for years!

But then, thinking of the scene they had just witnessed of Li Fu being beaten and begging for mercy at the hands of this young girl, everyone felt that if something were to happen, it would definitely be Li Fu who was at a disadvantage.

"That cry for help just now didn’t seem like it came from Li Fu’s wife, did it?" Aunt Zhang spoke up, hesitant.

"I also don’t think it was..." someone else said weakly.

Meanwhile, Old Man Wang suddenly slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "How could it be his wife? I just saw his wife digging in the fields!"

"Then, who was calling for help just now??"

As soon as this question was raised, everyone was shocked and no one dared to answer easily.

Because everyone knew that Li Fu had been motherless since childhood, and after his father died in the early years, only Li Fu and his wife were left in the house.

Over the years, Li Fu and his wife had never borne any children. Coupled with Li Fu’s increasingly fierce and solitary character, he had almost cut off ties with other relatives.

The sudden emergence of that female cry for help seemed to suddenly provide a reasonable explanation for some of Li Fu’s behaviors that he avoided showing to outsiders.

With this thought, Old Man Zhang tapped his walking stick and was the first to run towards Li Fu’s house, "...Something bad must have happened!"

Everyone was no fool; if Old Man Zhang could think of such a thing, so could the others: "Let’s go, let’s go see!"

Although Li Fu was in a hurry to get home, he didn’t overlook the commotion behind him. Noticing that Jiang Ning and Qi Xingzhou were actually following him inside his home, Li Fu became extremely angry, turning back to glare at Jiang Ning and Qi Xingzhou, "Why are you following me? Get out! Get out!"

He brandished a broom, ready to chase them away.

Although his expression was fierce and his tone bad, if one looked closely, they could still see something off about Li Fu’s face.

Besides impatience and anger, his expression seemed to contain fear and a guilty conscience attempting to feign composure.

Jiang Ning knew what was at stake and also knew what Li Fu was trying to hide.

She twisted her body to dodge the broom in Li Fu’s hand and then lifted her foot high, kicking hard at Li Fu’s waist.

With this kick, Jiang Ning did not hold back at all.

Li Fu had not anticipated Jiang Ning’s sudden attack; the moment he was kicked, a sharp pain erupted from his waist, causing him to cry out in agony and stagger several steps backward.

Jiang Ning didn’t give him a second glance. Seeing that the obstacle had been kicked aside, she took three steps to cover two, quickly running into Li Fu’s house.

Qi Xingzhou silently followed behind Jiang Ning like a shadow.

But before he caught up, he seemed to remember something, taking out the phone that had been live streaming the whole time from his pocket.