1857: C1857 Double the Pressure

C1857 Double the Pressure

Ye Hong didn't even need to get close to the tombstone to see the few words on it.

It was the tombstone Ann Xiaoying had once built for Ann Zaitian.

However, this tombstone had been smashed and thrown into the garbage heap.

Since ancient times, the Yan Country had been dominated by the dead.

To dig up the ancestral graves and destroy the tombstones, one would be the most immoral person in the ancient times and would be spurned by tens of thousands of people.

If it wasn't a blood feud, one basically wouldn't be able to do such a wicked thing.

Although Ann Zaitian was still alive, Although this was a fake grave, it was undoubtedly the biggest insult to Ann Zaitian.

Moreover, even if this was a fake grave, it shouldn't be treated so brutally.

If someone mistakenly believed that the living had died and erected a tombstone, there was a special burial ceremony in the local area.

According to the older generation, if things weren't handled properly, this person's good fortune would regress in the future and everything would go awry.

Ann Zaitian had come this time to properly demolish this tomb.

Never would he have thought that what he saw in the end would be such a scene that caused one's heart to surge!

"What's going on?!"

Ann Zaitian and Ye Hong turned their heads at the same time, glaring at Ann Runiu.

Ann Runiu was so scared that he could not say anything when he was locked by the cold eyes of the grandfather and grandson.

Obviously, he didn't expect the tombstone to cause such a strong reaction from Ye Hong and Ann Zaitian.

"Don't scare the village chief!"

Ye Zhinuo scolded and comforted Ann Runiu. "Uncle village chief, don't be afraid. Tell us everything you know."

With Ye Zhinuo's comforting, Ann Runiu finally took a breath and returned to his normal mood.

He sighed quietly, "These are all Madame Qiao's sins.

About a year ago, in order to transform the factory into a live broadcast room, Madame Qiao asked people to expand the factory outside.

The tombstone in front of you just happens to be blocking the path of expansion.

At that time, Madame Qiao had people ask around the village but no one claimed the tombstone.

So Madame Qiao had people shovel the tombstone and throw it casually in the garbage heap. ... ""

The veins on Ann Zaitian's forehead bulged when he heard that. His eyes looked like they were going to eat him.

Ye Hong's eyes were cold as well.

It was none of his business what Madame Qiao did in Ann's Village. Anyway, his mother, Ann Xiaoying, had no feelings for this village.

As long as Ann Zaitian's tomb was taken care of, no matter what Madame Qiao wanted to do in Ann's Village, it had nothing to do with Ye Hong.

But the scene in front of him made Ye Hong furious.

From this moment on, Madame Qiao officially entered Ye Hong's line of sight!

"Bring us to Madame Qiao."1

Ann Zaitian's face regained its calm.

He took the tombstone from Shen Gong 56 and gently stroked it. His eyes were neither sad nor happy.

However, at this moment, Ann Runiu felt the temperature around him drop.

It seemed like a storm was about to erupt from Ann Zaitian's body.

He thought of Shen Gong's 56's terrifying skills. His eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously. "I'll take you there now!"

But before they could leave, they heard messy footsteps coming from the corner.

Then, a group of people appeared in front of them.

There were about a dozen of them. Each of them was young, strong, and tall.

The most eye-catching thing was the shoulder-length longstaff in their hands.

The leader was Qiao Tiezhu, who had collected the village fee outside the village.

He was also the grandson of Madame Qiao that Ann Runiu called Madame Qiao.

"I finally found you guys!"

Qiao Tiezhu squeezed his fists with a hideous smile on his face. "I specially brought my brothers here. This time, I will definitely teach you guys a lesson!"

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