"Hey, all of you, get out of the way!
You're grown men, so why are you fussing like old women and dragging your feet?
Hurry up and move! Watch me. Let me give him a little operation!"
Zhou Duoduo shouted, gesticulating wildly and waving the little blunt knife in her hand, looking just like a clown performing acrobatics.
The little blunt knife flipped up and down through the air, sometimes stabbing at empty space, sometimes mimicking the motions of castration, making everyone break into a cold sweat for the man about to go "under the knife."
"Duoduo, stop fooling around. Let someone else handle something this crude.
You're a girl. This really isn't appropriate. It'll ruin your image!"
Du Xiangmei hurried forward and caught Zhou Duoduo's little hand, earnestly trying to talk her out of it.
Actually, Du Xiangmei had wanted to say, "You don't look remotely like a girl when you act like this," but as the words reached her lips, she suddenly realized that might anger Zhou Duoduo and hastily changed her wording.
"Sister Duoduo, Senior Sister Du is right. This really isn't something you should do. Let me handle it!"
Seeing this, Wu Zhifeng hurriedly chimed in and reached for the little blunt knife in Zhou Duoduo's hand.
Zhou Duoduo, however, did not appreciate the gesture at all. She lashed out with a kick straight to Wu Zhifeng's backside, sending him stumbling.
"All of you, get the hell out of my way! Nobody's taking this from me. I'm doing it myself today!"
Zhou Duoduo craned her neck and shouted like a fighting cock with its feathers ruffled.
I can't do this, I can't do that. These people are driving me mad!
Zhou Duoduo groaned inwardly, feeling as though these people were about to drive her out