Seeing Lin Yu charging at them with a knife, Ai Jing was startled.
However, Wang Ge merely shook his head in disdain.
Although Wang Ge was plump, he had some training. The frail Lin Yu was no match for him at all.
He kicked Lin Yu directly, sending him flying.
The knife in Lin Yu's hand also clattered to the ground.
Lin Yu tried to crawl over to pick up the knife and stab the adulterous pair again, but just then, Wang Ge walked over and stepped on Lin Yu's hand.
"Ah..." Lin Yu screamed.
With his foot on Lin Yu's hand, Wang Ge spat on the ground near Lin Yu and contemptuously said, "Trash is trash, you even dare to lay a hand on me?"
Turning his head to Ai Jing, he said, "Xiao Jing, go to the living room and get some rope to tie him up."
"Okay." Ai Jing nodded and hurried to the living room to fetch the rope, binding Lin Yu herself.