The God of War Chapter 227

At four o’clock in the afternoon, about 200 kilometers away from Ocean City, Roselyn’s hometown, Easton Village.

It was a rural area surrounded by mountains. The road there was rugged to go. The Easton family was the villagers’ pride for their achievement in the city.

“Jorge’s here!”

“Let’s go and welcome Jorge! He is Albert’s matrilocal son-in-law!”

“Matrilocal son-in-law? Isn’t he a pushover? What can a pushover do to help?”

Before Jorge’s coming, the great intersection of this village had been filled with villagers. They gathered together and gabbled about the Easton’s and Jorge.

Right at the time.

A red Porsche rushed in as a red light and stopped before the villagers slowly.

“Who is Jonah?”

Getting off the Porsche, Jorge glanced at the crowd and asked, “What’s the matter? Take your time. I’m here for you.”

Jonah Easton was the head of Easton Village. Jonah struggled to get out of the crowd and said, coughing with a sad look, “Jorge, right? Our village has been suffering a strange thing in the past few months.

“Our villagers are getting sick and going to the hospital. The strange thing is that their diagnoses are astonishingly similar: stomach disease that is caused by unsatisfactory diet hygiene. Villagers with mild symptoms suffer from stomach ulcers, and the critical ones get early-stage stomach cancer. The whole village was in a panic. We have raised some money and asked a specialized institute to check the water quality. But the result was negative.”

Jonah wore a bitter expression and sighed, “We are wondering if Albert can find us some reliable experts. This is too much for us to suffer!”

Jorge frowned a little.

excellent water quality and fertile land, the villagers were self-sufficient.

given

“Uncle Jonah.

think carefully if there are any strange signs before the villagers get ill, such as

talking, Jonah

pharmaceutical factory was built in the North Mountain,

then continued, “But the factory told us that they have purification equipment and will not affect the surrounding environment. And many of our villagers work

go home and wait for my news. I’ll go to the factory to take

finishing talking, Jorge was about to

“Jorge, wait a minute!”

in his twenties to come and introduced the young

Skyler, who looked simple and honest. The car roared

five or six miles away

“Jorge, here we are!”

a modern industrial zone and said, “That’s the pharmaceutical factory. I heard that the boss is

family from

Porsche by

“Who are you?”

rushed out with batons on their waists and snapped, “Do you have an appointment? Only authorized people are

and shook his head, “We just want

go inside to have

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