"Oh no, the village chief is in danger!"

Huang Ye said in a deep voice: "I'll go and notify the village chief right away..." Unexpectedly, Wan Youyou suddenly grabbed his arm.

The dim light cages her face, knocking half of the shadows down.

A strange smile appeared on her face: "Mr. Zhan thought that if he controlled the village, he would threaten me to treat him. Then I'll let him see if I would be threatened by him."

Huang Ye suddenly had an ominous premonition.

...The sound of gunfire was continuous, accompanied by fierce fighting.

Wan Lin woke up from his sweet sleep and hurriedly asked what had happened to the guard.

"West District...The poor people in the West District sneaked into our arsenal, robbed guns and ammunition, and were coming to us! Village Chief, you can run away quickly, the front cannot stand it..." "What?"

Wan Lin's eyes were full of tears. He never dreamed that those poor people who had always been suppressed would dare to rebel?

In the past, the West District did not accept the violent rule of the East District, and there were times when they rebelled, but in the end, they failed without exception and were suppressed by blood! "How did they know where we were urging the arms?"

Wan Lin was about to curse when a bullet rubbed his cheek and flew over it and embedded it into the wall behind him.

He screamed in vain, and the guard hurriedly pulled him away, but there was a loud clamor sound downstairs.

"The village chief is inside, rush!"

"If the village chief is solved, we will be equal to our things. We can live in these good houses, and we will no longer have to be oppressed by rich people..." "We must also turn over and become masters! We must avenge the relatives who were killed by the rich people in the East District! Kill, Wan Lin is inside, and Wan Youyou's little poisonous girl is inside!"

The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer. No matter which direction Wan Lin was surrounded by people from the West District, and in the end he was forced to stay at home, making it difficult to move! The people in the West District were holding flashlights in their hands, and they were all red-eyed, blocking Wan’s family.

Wan Lin and the rich people in the East District were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

"Village Chief, what should I do?

Think of a solution quickly, I don’t want to die yet..." "Take Wan Lin, hand over Wan Youyou, spare you all the time!"

The sound of the poor in the West District's unity and shocking shouts sounded outside the door.

Hearing these shouts, some elders in the East District suddenly looked at each other, and their eyes glanced at Wan Lin from time to time. Someone in the crowd shouted: "Where is Wan Youyou?

What the West District wants is her, where are she?"

At this time, Wan Lin remembered that Wan Youyou was locked up by him and hurriedly ran upstairs, but when the door was opened, the room was empty! The window was wide open, which meant that Wan Youyou had already run away! "Okay, Wan Youyou ran fast, leaving us old guys here, the poor people in the West District were attracted by her!"

Uncle San blushed and shouted angrily.

The other powerful Wan family members in the East District also blamed each other, like fish on the chopping board, sweating heavily.

"That's right, the East and West Districts have been doing well all these years. Wan Youyou is causing trouble all the time. Sometimes she falls in love with that handsome guy and insists on stealing someone as her husband. Sometimes she is jealous of who is more beautiful than her, and she always uses living people to refine medicine, which makes the West District angry and resentful..." "Collection, could it be that you let her go on purpose, right?"

"Let's think of a solution quickly, those people from the West District are about to break in!"

"Okay, stop arguing, I know someone can save us!"

Wan Lin stopped everyone's noise in anger.

A heart is in chaos.

It would be fine if Wan Youyou was not at ease, but at this critical moment, people in the West District still had to rebel... I don’t know where Youyou went, is it safe?

No matter how bad he is, he is his daughter after all.

Uncle San's eyes rolled around, and a tall figure appeared in his mind.

He whispered his lips and tentatively said, "You mean...Mr. Zhan?"

"That's right, Mr. Zhan had arranged a group of mercenaries to be stationed outside the village. As long as he gave his order, those mercenaries would come in. Where would the poor people in the west be their opponents?

So stop arguing, it is true that we go to Mr. Zhan to ask for help now!"

Outside the window was the roar of poor people in the West District shouting and killing, and Wan Lin glanced at his third uncle.

"Ha, thanks to your good daughter, Mrs. Zhan has been offended by your Wan family a long time ago. Will Mr. Zhan help us?"

The third uncle sneered.

Wan Lin quickly calmed down as he listened to his third uncle's question.

He stood upright, with his hands behind his back, and there was no warmth in his pupils.

"If he doesn't help us and wait for the people from the West End to kill, do you think we still have a way out?

I am dead, and it is even more impossible for Youyou to treat him! Besides, are the only ones who have suppressed the poor in the West District over the years, I, Wan Lin and Wan Youyou, father and daughter?

Which of the tall buildings and villas in your family are not built on the flesh and blood of the poor in the West District?”

"..." A strange silence spread inside the house.

Indeed, the people in the West District hated them so much that they were afraid of their rebellion. Now they were about to succeed... When they came in, they might all die.

The whole body may not be kept! At this time, the rich people in the East District were automatically divided into two factions, one followed by Wan Lin's leader, and the other faction naturally looked at the respected third uncle.

The third uncle and Wan Lin looked at each other for a few seconds, and both of them turned their faces away.

"The village chief is right. No matter whether he is willing to save us or not, he always has to give it a try!"

...The gunshots approached and surrounded thousands of families.

Ningxi stands at the window on the third floor of Wanjia Villa.

With her slender fingers, she gently lifted the curtains and glanced downstairs.

Blood flows into a river.

Those rich people in the East District who have always been arrogant and domineering were slaughtered.

The remaining group either hid in the Wanjia by chance, or was captured alive by the poor people in the West District and tied up under a tree and hung up.

Even through the window, Ningxi could smell the smell of gunpowder and blood in the air.

Disgusting.

"A hundred years of violent suppression is inevitable."

The handsome man beside him gently comforted her and reached out to cover her eyes.

Ning Xi pulled Zhan Hanjue's hand down and shook his head.

"In fact, they kill all the people who are unforgivable and are not worthy of forgiveness."

When she first arrived in the East District, she was almost killed by Huang Ye.

It can be seen that human life is humble in the East District.

Several rich people in the East District who were killed were usually known for their perverts.

Some people also like to grab the beautiful little girls in the West End to satisfy their desires.

Such a person deserves damn! "Don't look at me if you're afraid, I'm here."

Zhan Hanjue saw her cheeks pale slightly and coaxed her softly.

Although these people deserve to die, Ning Xi had never encountered such a bloody scene before.

He didn't care. He was used to it when he wiped out some underground forces in his early years.

"Afraid?

Why am I afraid? These people will go to hell if they die."

Ning Xi raised his head slightly, and his clear eyes were brighter than the moonlight outside the window: "I was just thinking, if the Wanjia found out that we were sow discord and helped the people in the West District to rebel, would he be anxious to jump over the wall?"
Chapter completed!