The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

The man quietly approached, holding an axe. The eldest son saw his father emerging from behind a tree, and he started trembling, evidently scared from previous beatings.

”I won’t leave.”

The daughter-in-law of the village chief glanced at the man and spoke bitterly and with difficulty.

”Get into the cellar.” The man growled softly, like a mad dog, recklessly chopping the tree with the axe. The tree fell, and the man cursed, ”You wretch! I won’t believe a single word you say!”

The eldest son wanted to say a few words for his mother, but he was frightened upon seeing his father crazily chopping the tree, and didn’t dare make a sound.

The younger ones shrank back behind the thick wall, no longer daring to stick their heads out and look.

The village chief’s daughter-in-law returned to the cellar on her own and closed the door herself.

She dare not leave, afraid that the man would go mad and kill her, even more afraid that the man would vent his anger on the children. She couldn’t bear to leave the children, fearing that after her departure, the village chief would buy another daughter-in-law for the man, and with a stepmother around, the already unloved children would be completely abandoned.

The cellar was very dark, no fingers visible, no sense of direction.

She cried silently.

She knew this might be the only chance for freedom, but she... could only choose to give up.

There are many women like her, who made the same choice.

When the men heard what the village chief brought, they pressured the children to hug their mother’s leg and cry. Some women were ruthless, immediately pushed the children away, even looked at their children like looking at dirt.

But more women chose to squat down and hold their children, crying alongside them.

Some gave up leaving, silently hugged their children and returned to their man’s side, while others just held their children tightly, seemingly wanting to take them along, but how could that be possible?

The villagers might let the women leave, but these children, they would absolutely not let them be taken.

They confronted the outsiders holding farming tools.

”You are police, you are soldiers, do you dare to touch us ordinary people!”

”What do you want rushing into the village for? Robbing things!”

”Is there no law anymore!”

Hearing the villagers’ shouting, Xiangxiang laughed angrily: ”Shouldn’t I be asking you that, do you have any regard for the law? Do you think your village can declare itself sovereign, doing whatever you wish?”

”What have we done? You little girl, your voice is quite loud.” The village chief came out leaning on his cane.

He didn’t look like an old man, his skin was fair and delicate, his eyes lively, and the most peculiar was his hair, the upper part was white, but new growth was black.

It was like returning to youth, rebirth, like a withered tree encountering spring.

Upon seeing this scene, Xiangxiang narrowed her eyes dangerously. Heard of one turning grey overnight many times, but for an old man with grey hair to grow black hair, really was a first. There’s only one possibility, his body’s structure... underwent regeneration.

Considering the container operation table incident, it’s evident that not only did the chief participate in the shipments, but also underwent surgery, becoming a consumer.

”No need to waste words, just arrest them all.” Xiangxiang was fed up with talking more to these lawless people.

They think they can guard the village to the death? Just with these farming tools?

”Don’t come over! Don’t come over!” The villagers shouted, waving axes, shovels, saws wildly.

But the opposing troops, each soldier and officer were holding guns!

”Put down your weapons and surrender, or we will have to shoot.”