AWB Chapter 359 Poisonous?
Chapter 359 Poisonous?
"What?" Guihua exclaimed, "I remember the sweet potato shop my mother bought was on East Street!" Her face turned pale in an instant, and her hands unconsciously clutched the corners of her clothes.
"Then let's go and take a look!" Wang Dali made a quick decision, "Let's make sure nothing goes wrong!"
Wang Daya also nodded eagerly and said, "Yes, Miss, let's go over and take a look!"
So, the group hurried towards East Street, everyone's heart filled with uneasiness and anxiety.
"Sister, look, that's it!" Lamei said in a trembling voice, pointing ahead. She saw a crowd of people gathered in front of the store, three layers deep inside and three layers deep outside, and the noise was endless.
Wang Dali and Wang Daya protected Guihua and Lamei, used their arms to push away the crowd and helped them squeeze in.
"Ah! Dead!"
As soon as Lamei took one look, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, she screamed and backed away, almost falling to the ground.
When Guihua saw the corpse lying on the wooden board, the pale face and lifeless appearance made her feel scared. She felt a chill running from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and her legs became weak involuntarily.
Wang Daya hurriedly stood in front of Guihua and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, miss, we are here!" She opened her arms and blocked Guihua and Lamei behind her.
"Dad! You died so tragically!" A woman cried heart-wrenchingly. She collapsed to the ground, slapping the ground with her hands, heartbroken.
"I originally wanted to give you a full meal, but I didn't expect that this sweet potato powder is poisonous!" The woman cried and spoke intermittently.
Her body kept shaking, as if she wanted to vent all the pain and regret in her heart through crying: "Dad, it's all my fault, I hurt you! Why didn't I think it would be like this, how..." The woman's voice was hoarse, but she still kept crying.
When the onlookers heard that the old man died of sweet potato powder poisoning, they were shocked and their faces were full of fear and shock.
"What? Sweet potato flour is poisonous?" A burly man widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief, "What should we do?" His voice became sharp with panic.
"Will I die?" A thin old man's lips trembled, his face as pale as paper. "I ate it too. Will I die from the poison?" His eyes were full of fear and helplessness, and his body began to tremble involuntarily. He had not lived enough and did not want to die.
"Oh my God, this is terrible!" A woman holding a child was so frightened that her face turned pale and she hugged the child tightly in her arms, "What should we do? Who will save us?" Her voice was crying and tears were welling up in her eyes.
"It's over, it's over, what should we do?" Panicked shouts rang out one after another from the crowd, and the scene fell into chaos and panic.
"If this sweet potato flour is poisonous, then why aren't we safe?" a sturdy middle-aged man shouted at the top of his voice, his face full of suspicion and disdain. "So many of us ate it and nothing happened, but this old man died. I think there must be something fishy going on here!"
"You're not trying to extort money just because they think their business is booming?" another sharp-nosed, monkey-faced man chimed in, his eyes shimmering with cunning and suspicion. "These days, people will do anything for money. Maybe you're just trying to take advantage of the situation and make a quick buck!"
The crowd suddenly became divided. Those supporting the deceased's family accused the two men of being cold-blooded and heartless, while those who believed the family was blackmailing them argued that their claims should not be easily believed. For a moment, the scene was filled with uproar and chaos.
The man kneeling beside the woman slowly stood up. His eyes were red and swollen, bloodshot, and his face was filled with anger and sadness.
"Everyone!" The man raised his voice, his voice was hoarse but full of power, "My father has been eating the sweet potato noodles from this store every day since this store opened. There was nothing wrong with it at first, and everything seemed normal. However, who would have thought that there was such a huge conspiracy hidden in it!" He clenched his fists, and the veins on his arms bulged.
"It can be seen that this sweet potato powder is a chronic poison!" The man's eyes swept across the crowd of onlookers with deep resentment, "Although everyone has not been poisoned now, their bodies have been damaged. This damage may not be obvious now, but who can guarantee that there will not be serious consequences in the future? We can't just sit there and wait for death, we must seek justice for my father!" His voice echoed in the crowd, making everyone's heart tighten.
Brother Liu and his wife hurried over, their faces filled with anxiety and sincerity. They shouted, "Everyone, our sweet potato flour is definitely not poisonous! We made it ourselves, and we eat it ourselves!"
"Young man, is there any misunderstanding here?" Brother Liu looked at the man who stood up and spoke, his eyes full of doubt and confusion, "We have always been honest in doing business and never dare to be careless. The ingredients of this sweet potato noodles are carefully selected, and the production process is also strictly controlled. How could it be poisonous?" Brother Liu frowned and tried to explain clearly. Everyone in the village was eating it, so how could it be poisonous.
The man's eyes widened in anger. He took a sudden step forward and grabbed Brother Liu's shirt by his chest. Veins popped in his hands as he roared, "What do you mean by that?" His voice cracked with rage, as if he was about to let out all the fury in his heart. "My father's body is still lying here, and you're still trying to flatter me!" The man's eyes were red, and he stared at Brother Liu with hatred.
The woman kneeling on the ground also seemed to be crazy at this time. She suddenly ran towards Liu Dasao and pounced on her with her teeth and claws, crying and shouting: "You come to pay for my father's life! It was your sweet potato powder that poisoned my father!" Her hair was messy, tears were streaming down her face, and her hands were waving constantly, grabbing Liu Dasao.
Frightened by the sudden attack, Mrs. Liu retreated repeatedly, her face full of fear and bewilderment. Some of the people around her tried to dissuade her, while others were discussing the matter. The scene was in chaos.
Wang Daya took a step forward, stretched out her powerful hands, and used her backhands to stop the woman's wildly waving arms, and shouted: "If you have something to say, just say it nicely. What's the point of using violence!" Her expression was serious and her eyes were full of majesty.
The woman twisted her body desperately, trying to break free from Wang Daya's restraints, but she couldn't.
Her face flushed red and she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Helpers are coming! Come and see! They poisoned my father and now they want to bully others!" The woman's voice was sharp and piercing, full of grief and accusations, causing the crowd around her to become even more agitated.