Lord Death Is Now Back Home by Chris

Chapter 193

Peter Jefferson was not only the oldest man in the village but was also the mayor here and had great

local prestige.

He said with a smile, "I announce that the celebration of the Day of the Dead begins!"

Immediately, fireworks began to sound.

Although Peter was a hundred years old, he still looked full of energy. People who did not know him

could not tell his actual age!

"Babe, this feels so great!" Esther was enjoying the merry atmosphere. She lived in a big city and had

never seen such a lively situation before.

Seeing Esther so happy, a gentle smile appeared on Chris's face.

When everyone was enjoying a pleasant remembrance, a sudden roar came.

Everyone looked up and saw three bulldozers rushing over aggressively. Behind them, several vans

followed.

Soon, dozens of men with sticks in their hands came down from the vans, fierce and vicious.

The faces of the villagers all turned pale in an instant.

Among them, a man with a bald head came out, and that was Jackson Willow. He looked at the

villagers and said fiercely, "I gave you all a deadline to relocate out of here three months ago, and

today is the date. But instead of moving out, you all are celebrating some stupid occasion. Did you all

take my words seriously?"

The villagers present all showed nervousness.

Chris asked suspiciously, "Dad, what the hell is going on?"

John said solemnly, "I just asked Grandpa Peter, and he said that a big boss has set his sights on

Jeffersbourg and wants to turn it into a resort - that's why they want all villagers out. But no one would

find it easy to leave their hometown..."

Hearing John's words, Chris's face darkened.

Another forced demolition? There was no doubt that Jeffersbourg had a pleasant environment, and

building a resort here would be a hugely profitable investment. But that they were forcing the villagers

who had lived here for generations to leave was way out of line!

Peter stood up and said with a livid face, "I have already said that we have lived here for over a

hundred years, and we will never leave!"

Jackson immediately scolded, "Old man, don't be freaking ignorant! As long as you relocate obediently,

our boss will give you a good amount of compensation!"

Peter snorted coldly, "No matter how much money you give us, we won't move!"

"Yes! None of us will relocate!" This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"This is our home! We are not going anywhere!"

"Only over our dead bodies!"

The villagers were getting furious.

No one could accept the fact that they were getting forced out of their homes after living here for

decades. And the compensation they were about to receive was simply a drop in the bucket for them.

Leaving Jeffersbourg, they would have to move into town, and the money was not enough to buy

themselves a house there.

Besides, they were all farmers. How could they survive without the land?

Seeing that the villagers were reluctant to move, Jackson became furious. "You are all asking for

trouble. You better move today, and if you don't, don't blame me for what I am about to do!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of thugs with sticks in their hands rushed over immediately.

Seeing what happened, the villagers turned pale with fright and hurriedly took a step back.

They were all ordinary people. How could they be the opponents of Jackson and others?