"You are breaking the law!"
"Let us through!"
At the entrance of the village, chaos ensued.
Angry villagers attempted to rush in to rescue the trapped grandmother.
But hundreds of Golden Eagle Security guards firmly barred their way.
As for the ancient evil, he was sitting leisurely with his legs crossed on a chair.
With coffee in hand, he looked down at the surging crowd with disdain.
"Boss, this crowd is quite fierce, and it's said that the old lady's son was a martyr. Maybe we should just drop it," said Li Weile, one of the four major trainers, somewhat worriedly.
"What are you afraid of? A martyr is not a ghost, and even if it were, I'd shatter its soul into pieces. That plot of land is essential for the high-speed rail route. As long as it's in our hands, it will turn into real silver in no time. If anyone dares to block the way, I'll wipe them out!"
Qiao Chushan sneered with a fierce look.
He was going to use this land to turn his fortunes around.
