A surge of strength from an unknown source enabled her to break free from Li Sixing's embrace and snatch the dagger meant for his body, reversing its course into the chest of the scar-faced man.
The scar-faced man was caught off guard, unable to fathom how this woman, who was supposed to be dead, had the strength to retaliate.
"Damn! Hurry up and save me!" he shouted, simultaneously fending off Zhang Wen's assault and cursing at his accomplices.
The men snapped out of their stupor at his curses, rushing over with daggers ready to kill. At this time, Li Sixing, now unrestrained, also ran over and grabbed those trying to hurt Zhang Wen, shouting furiously.
"Get away! Get away! Don't you dare touch my mom! Get away!"
However, Li Sixing, accustomed to a pampered life and weakened by days without a decent meal, was no match for five or six burly desperados. One of them slapped him to the ground, and the daggers rained down ferociously.
