Zhao Junwu sat on the threshold in a daze, as if he were ten years older. In front of him, lying a corpse, the corpse was covered with a white sheet. The faint curves exposed from the outside of the sheet showed that the corpse was female, and it was not even an inch.

thread.

On one side of the body, blood spilled out, soaking the white sheets. The large blood stains were heart-stopping.

"Mr. Zhao, I'd like to express my condolences and accept the change." Mrs. Zhu walked over and said softly.

"My condolences, my son also died." Mr. Xiao sighed, with a sad look on his face.

Mr. Zhao raised his head and looked at Mrs. Zhu blankly. Suddenly, he knelt down in front of Mr. Zhu and kowtowed vigorously, "bah bah bah" a few times. Blood was already dripping on Mr. Zhao's forehead, and the family members around him were pulling.

Unable to hold him back, he still struggled desperately to kowtow.

"Master Zhao, Master Zhao, what are you doing? You are going to kill me..." Seeing Master Zhao chasing her and kowtowing, Mrs. Zhu immediately panicked, stepped back and waved her hands.

"I'm not a human, I'm not a human... I hurt Huahua, I hurt Huahua... If I had listened to your Shen family... Huahua would not have left, Huahua... Huahua, my Huahua

ah……"

Mr. Zhao slapped the ground and cried loudly. As the old man cried, a group of family members also started crying, and the yard became a mess.

Mr. Zhao has seven sons and a daughter as he approaches old age. He regards her as the apple of his eye and takes great care of her. However, in this mob incident, the thirteen-year-old Huahua was violently raped by the mob, which shows how hard the blow was to her.

In fact, Mr. Zhao also lost three sons, but he had no feelings about the death of his sons. He was only heartbroken over the death of his youngest daughter Huahua.

Mrs. Zhu sighed and left after a few words of comfort.

At first, Mrs. Zhu came to the Shen family with a victor's attitude, and even felt a sense of schadenfreude. But when she saw the miserable condition of the Zhao family, she suddenly felt uninterested.

"Zhou Sen, you are right...what are you thinking?"

On the way back, Mrs. Zhu, who was sighing all the way, talked to Zhou Sen, but found that Zhou Sen had a cold face. Of course, Mrs. Zhu didn't know that the tragic situation of the Shen family aroused Zhou Sen's thoughts. Compared with the Zhao family who was almost wiped out.

Look up, the Shen family is already very, very lucky.

"It's nothing." Zhou Sen's face instantly regained his composure and he said calmly.

"Well, it's fine. I believe that after this incident spreads, there won't be any large-scale mobs attacking Nie Jiaqiao." Zhu didn't ask further questions and glanced at Nie Jiaqiao who was still chasing the mob.

The folks sighed softly.

"Yeah, the mob isn't stupid either."

"Let's go home, Huimin is still worried."

Mrs. Zhu looked uninterested and went straight back to Shen's house without saying anything.

At sunset, the battle at Niejiaqiao was completely over.

The workers of the Shen family hunted for dozens of miles. Later, even the people of Niejiaqiao also participated in the pursuit, chasing along the footprints left by the mob. Bloody scenes were staged everywhere in the barren mountains and wilderness of Niejiaqiao.

With the killings, the snow-covered wilderness seemed to be covered with a blood-colored coat.

It finally got dark and the land fell into calm. The chasing team returned to Niejiaqiao one after another and began to clean up the mess.

The losses in Niejiaqiao this time were extremely heavy. Countless houses were burned down. Fortunately, most of the houses in Niejiaqiao were made of masonry and were not easy to burn. Otherwise, if the fire continued, the entire Niejiaqiao would be engulfed in flames. The consequences are disastrous.

In addition to the huge loss of property, more than 2,000 people died. In the Zhao family alone, more than 300 people died.

In Niejiaqiao, almost every family wears mourning, and there are sad cries everywhere.

It was a sleepless night.

Relatively speaking, the Shen family's losses were minimal. Apart from dozens of casualties, there was almost no loss of property.

The Shen family was celebrating by killing pigs and sheep, but Zhu was not happy because Shen Wan was injured.

Shen Wan was seriously injured, and a flying sword penetrated his abdomen. If it were not for his strong superpower protection, Shen Wan would have died outside the barren mountains.

After Shen Wan returned home, he immediately entered the secret room for seclusion. Zhu sent all the energy stone elixirs collected at home into the secret room...

Zhu's unhappiness did not affect the celebration in the east courtyard.

In the eyes of the workers, Zhou Sen is a hero, a civilian hero who lives with them day and night.

A blazing bonfire was burning beside the well in the east courtyard. The flames of the bonfire rose several feet, dispelling the darkness and coldness of the night.

Beside the bonfire, there was a large pot in a circle. Inside the big pot were large chunks of pork and mutton. The oil was boiling, exuding an alluring aroma. People drank happily, celebrating their survival and cursing those who had survived. There were mobs. There were some people who were singing some rich and vast ballads, and some people were talking nonsense and going crazy with alcohol. The whole East Compound was like a festival, diluting the shadow of death.

Zhou Sen didn't know that Shen Wan was seriously injured. He liked to drink and eat meat with the workers. He liked their simplicity, their innocence, their rudeness, and the straightforwardness of their lower-class people.

Zhu Tongzi was also in the east courtyard. He was stumbling among the crowd with a wine bottle in his hand, his eyes blurred from drunkenness. Many people toasted to him, but he refused to refuse anyone who came.

The workers were very happy that Zhu Tongzi could drink in the East Courtyard. In fact, in the past decades, Zhu Tongzi had never had a drink or meal in the East Courtyard.

Chef Peng and Chef Lei were preparing a hanging fat pig by the campfire. Each used a butcher's knife to show off their meat-cutting skills, competing to see who could cut faster. The butcher's knife flew up and down, and under the cold light, One piece of pork was thrown into the soup pot, splashing the soup, and the soup splashed into the bonfire. The steam immediately rose and the aroma was overwhelming, causing the workers to shout and cheer loudly.

Lu Axe did not drink and eat meat, but chopping wood in a muffled voice to add firewood to the campfire. Lu Axe suffered a slight injury, his ear was hit by a brick and almost torn, but this injury was nothing for him. It's a joke, he didn't take it seriously, he just disinfected it and went to the vet for a few stitches as if it was fine.

Nie Si appeared in the East Courtyard for the first time, sitting next to Zhou Sen, with a proud look on his face - Zhou Sen was the one who introduced Shen Jiadong Courtyard, and he had the capital to be proud of.

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Chapter completed!