Wang Xishun grabbed Meng Xi's hair tightly, dragging her deep into the sorghum field. His arms were scratched several times, and he was annoyed. He pushed her to the ground with all his might and pounced on top of her.,Wang Xishun gripped his opponent's neck tightly with one hand, and reached for their child with the other. He looked menacingly and snarled, "You don't know what's good for you! I'll see how you beg for mercy in a while!",At this time, Meng Yao opened her eyes. Her eyes had regained their sparkle, but what lay within them was not the usual warmth, but rather a chilling clarity, a cold composure, and a thirst for blood.。