Upon hearing this, Shen Lang's previously calm expression instantly changed. He grabbed Shen Huan's arm and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"
"You...your aunt..."
Before Shen Huan could finish speaking, Shen Lang immediately got into the driver's seat and drove the Cayenne toward the cemetery.
Yu Xian'er and Shuang'er exchanged a glance and quickly walked over via a shortcut.
Upon seeing this, Shen Huan, who had just run all the way here, followed Yu Xian'er and ran after her.
However, she lost him after just one turn.
"Shen Xiujuan, Zhang Jiwei. If you dare to touch a single blade of grass on my parents' graves, I'll make sure your entire Zhang family dies a horrible death." Shen Lang, sitting in the driver's seat, had a face so dark it could drip water, and his voice was practically a growl.
Sensing Shen Lang's emotional fluctuations, the little sprite could only pray in the system that Shen Xiujuan and her son had not done anything too outrageous.
At this time, the area surrounding Shen Lang's family cemetery was filled with people from Nanhui Village.
Shen Xiujuan and her son were seen confronting a group of people, one holding a sledgehammer and the other a hoe.
One of them was Shen Haifu.
After getting off the car, Shen Lang saw Yu Xian'er and Shuang'er also rushing over. He nodded to the two of them and then quickly walked forward.
"San'er's here, make way!" A sharp-eyed person spotted Shen Lang and hurriedly told those around him.
Shen San walked into the cemetery through the path cleared by the crowd and saw the people facing off.
Shen Xiujuan, holding a rusty hoe that had been used for many years, pointed at Shen Haifu and cursed, "You good-for-nothing, get out of my way and stop getting in my way. Otherwise, I'll smash you too."
Who is Shen Haifu? Does he think he can fall for this?
Shen Haifu tilted his head, pointed to his nearly bald head, and said, "Come on, Shen Xiujuan, smash it here. I've never seen a ruthless person in my life. If you don't draw some blood from me today, I'll really look down on your Zhang family."
"Get out of my way right now!" Shen Xiujuan said, shoving Shen Haifu hard with her hoe.
However, Shen Haifu's physique was too large for her to push.
That's enough.
Shen Lang shouted, and the scene instantly fell silent.
He then walked up to Shen Xiujuan, his face grim, and asked, "What do you want?"
Shen Xiujuan trembled at Shen Lang's icy aura and said in a weak voice, "You ungrateful wretch, if you don't arrange a job for my son today, I'll smash your parents' tombstones."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Shen Lang raised his long, slender hand and slapped Shen Xiujuan, sending her flying.
Seeing his mother being beaten, Zhang Jiwei instantly flew into a rage, raising a sledgehammer to strike: "Chen San, I..."
However, before he could utter the fourth word, Shen Lang kicked him away.
"Holy crap, I didn't realize Shen San'er was such a good fighter!" The surrounding crowd began pointing and whispering about Shen Lang.
Shen Xiujuan and her son were knocked to the ground by Shen Lang and were unable to get up for a while.
Zhang Jiwei clutched his lower abdomen and rolled around on the ground, stubbornly refraining from making a sound.
Shen Xiujuan, clutching her swollen face, lay on the ground and began to wreak havoc, cursing Shen Lang: "This is outrageous! How dare a nephew hit his aunt! Is God blind? Why doesn't He strike this beast dead with lightning?"
However, everyone in the crowd knew what kind of person Shen Xiujuan was, and no one pitied her. Some even mocked her, saying, "How could the Shen family have given birth to such a shameless daughter? She has truly disgraced the family."
One of the older men said, "If Uncle Shen were still alive, he would probably be driven to death by her."
"Uncle Shen probably never imagined that his most beloved daughter would be like this after his death when he was alive."
"Xiujuan is really getting worse as she gets older."
"…………"
Ignoring the jeers of those around him, Shen Lang, with a grim expression, grabbed Shen Xiujuan and her son by the hair and threw them in front of his grandfather's tombstone. Then, he broke off a branch from a pine tree, pointed at Shen Xiujuan and her son lying on the ground, and said in an icy tone, "Kneel down."
"Shen San, you dare to assault an elder! The Shen family genealogy will not tolerate you. You will be kicked out of the Shen family genealogy!" Shen Xiujuan shouted loudly, unafraid of Shen Lang's threat.
Shen Lang didn't respond, but instead began to whip Shen Xiujuan's back mercilessly with a pine branch. For a moment, Shen Xiujuan's cries of agony, like a pig being slaughtered, echoed through the cemetery.
However, her painful wails did not stir any emotion in Shen Lang's heart.
"Chen San, don't hit my mother, come at me if you dare!" Zhang Jiwei said, curled up on the ground in pain.
"Okay, as you wish."
Then Shen Lang began to whip Zhang Jiwei with the pine branch in his hand.
Before he could recover from the kick, Zhang Jiwei immediately began to wail in pain on the ground. There was nothing he could do; Shen Lang had hit him too hard.
"Shen San, stop! Don't hit my son!" Seeing her son in pain, Shen Xiujuan hurriedly crawled over to protect Zhang Jiwei, pleading, "Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!"
However, Shen Lang's movements did not stop for a moment, like a ruthless machine, until blood flowed from the corner of Shen Xiujuan's mouth. Only then did Shen Lang stop whipping her.
Do you know you were wrong?
"We were wrong, we were wrong." Shen Xiujuan was somewhat dazed from the beating and kept nodding, saying that she was wrong.
Shen Lang pointed to his grandparents' tombstones and said, "Go kneel in front of your grandparents' tombstones and don't leave until it gets dark."
Shen Xiujuan was so badly beaten that she had no will to resist. She struggled to her feet and helped Zhang Jiwei up.
Seeing his mother's disheveled state, Zhang Jiwei burst into tears on the spot: "Mom..."
Shen Xiujuan wiped away Zhang Jiwei's tears and said, "Son, don't cry. It was our fault."
The two then walked to the tombstones of Shen Lang's grandparents and knelt down.
Looking at the two names engraved on the ten-meter-high tombstone, Shen Xiujuan felt a sudden pang in her heart and knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.
"Tsk tsk, the wicked need another wicked to teach them a lesson. This Shen Xiujuan usually bullies and bullies people in Zhangjia Village and Nanhui Village, taking advantage of the large number of her family members. Now that she's been taught a lesson by Shen San, she'll probably behave herself from now on."
"Who says otherwise..."
Shen Lang glanced coldly at the crowd of onlookers and said in an unfriendly tone, "My bottom line is my parents. Anyone who dares to cause trouble in my Shen family cemetery will bear the consequences."
After saying that, Shen Lang threw the bloodstained branch on the ground, walked through the path cleared by the crowd, opened the trunk of the Cayenne, and took out two packs of cigarettes.
Then he walked up to Shen Haifu and handed it over: "Uncle, thank you for your help today."
"You brat, what are you doing?" Shen Haifu's expression changed, and he said in a harsh tone, "What kind of person do you take your uncle for?"
Shen Lang shook his head and forcefully shoved the cigarette into his hand: "Uncle, just take it. Contact me anytime if you need anything. I still have some influence in X City now."
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