I rushed out and randomly pressed the elevator button but didn't get in.

Instead, I turned around and hid in the pitch-black emergency staircase.

To avoid making any noise, I immediately took off my shoes and ran down relying on the faint light from my phone screen.

Li Xianming easily loses his sanity when he gets angry.

At that moment, he couldn't figure out my escape route and could only rage helplessly.

In this quiet and deserted late night, his angry roar echoed through the entire residential area.

"Fang Huai! If you have the guts, don't let me find you! I won't stop until I chop you to death!"

Then, there was a loud banging sound as the cleaver struck the elevator door.

His action gradually awakened many residents in the neighborhood.

By the time I successfully reached the entrance of the residential area, I noticed that many households had already turned on their lights.

"What should I do? My husband abuses me and threatens to kill me. I'm so scared..." I trembled as I sent a voice message in the neighborhood group.

This voice message quickly sparked intense discussions among the group members.

"Who's the victim of domestic violence? Which building and apartment number?"

"Miss, do you need help?"

"Murder? Is it true or false?"

"You need to escape quickly..."

"Seems like it's in Building 22 next door. I just heard loud noises from upstairs and it sounded like a cleaver hitting something hard!"

"Oh my, how terrifying..."

"Call the police before it's too late and someone gets killed!"

"I dare to make a bold guess. It should be my neighbor living downstairs... because I've heard them fighting before, and there were even sounds of a woman crying..."

"What about the property management? Shouldn't they bring the police to check the situation?"

...

As I looked at the chaotic discussions in the group, I knew it was time.

So I raised my phone and personally dialed 110.

At the moment the call was answered,

After enduring for over a year, the heartache and pain, it was finally time to seek understanding.

Upon hearing the voice of the operator on the other end, I cried from the depths of my heart.

"Hello, police... My husband is abusing me!"