Yang Ming's brow furrowed as he saw the villagers, each holding sticks or something of the sort, looking ready for a fight, shouting harshly, "No one thinks of leaving, get off the carriage."
"Yes, hurry off the carriage."
"No one can escape."
"..."
"..."
Although they didn't know what was going on, even a fool could see that these villagers were coming for their family of three.
Yang Ming hurriedly jumped off the carriage, and Xiaoxiao also got off with the child in her arms.
Seeing his wife come out, Yang Ming quickly shielded her behind him, his face cold as he asked, "Folks, what do you mean by this?"
Xiaoxiao looked towards the crowd, each face filled with anger as if they wanted to eat their family of three alive. Xiaoxiao was very puzzled, just spending one night here, how could things become like this? They hadn't done anything wrong.
"Village Chief, arrest them, don't let them escape."
"Right, arrest them all."
