The neighbors dared not say a word, fearing retaliation from the Snow Alliance. It's important to understand that, to a certain extent, this kind of mental torture is more devastating than physical or physical violence.

When Uncle Zhang went out to find supplies again, someone secretly followed him. When no one was around, a sharp machete pierced his body from behind with a "thud".

He didn't scream, his eyes wide with disbelief as he silently stared at the person who had stabbed him.

When Jiang Yao saw Uncle Zhang, he was already lying in a pool of blood, a relieved smile on his face, indicating he had been dead for some time. Just as Jiang Yao was about to turn away, someone saw her and shouted, "Come quick! Jiang Yao killed Uncle Zhang! Help!"

A thick crowd surrounded Jiang Yao, and everyone was saying all sorts of things. Jiang Yao just stared at the crowd coldly.

Sangze asked, "Where are you from? You look unfamiliar!"

Before Jiang Yao could answer, Aunt Li loudly answered for her: "She's the one who lives in that bungalow on the hillside. She lived there by herself at first, but then the people from Haishen Construction and Decoration Company came, and the authorities let Haishen Construction and Decoration Company stay at her place."

Jiang Yao frowned. Aunt Li's house wasn't far from Aunt Zhang's. It really is true that birds of a feather flock together. Like attracts like.

"Aunt Li, you really know a lot!" Sang Ze said with a smile.

After Aunt Li's long explanation, Jiang Yao's identity had been thoroughly exposed. Someone informed Aunt Zhang about Uncle Zhang's murder, and Aunt Zhang fainted from crying. She came to Uncle Zhang's side and cried out, "Jiang Yao, you despicable bitch, are you taking revenge on my old Zhang?!"