Chapter 855

Upon seeing the both of them, Helen clenched her jaw so hard that she almost shattered her teeth.

“How dare you come here, Zeke.”

A commotion broke out amongst the crowd.

Zeke Williams? He’s the one who killed Joseph Zelly!

Not only is he not on the run, but he’s also got the cheek to turn up for the funeral!

Does he have a death wish?

Ignoring Helen, Zeke strolled over to the coffin and rapped the cover with his knuckles. “Hey Joseph, wake up. As long as my friend hasn’t been put to rest, you aren’t going to be buried.”

F*** you!

“You’ve gone too far, Williams!” Helen shrieked.

“You came right on time today. I’m going to send you down to my brother so you can apologize to him.”

As she spoke, she shot one of her subordinates a look.

That subordinate whipped out a gun and trained it on Zeke.

“Ms. Zelly, do we break his limbs, torture him slowly, or just blow his brains out?”

“Blow his brains out,” Helen ordered coldly, “Let’s not keep my little brother waiting.”

“Alright,” Her subordinate replied as he removed the safety on his gun.

“Hold it right there,” Wolf’s Greed hollered as he marched up to them, “Haha! All it took was a gun in your hands to turn you so cocky? What if I said I had the firepower to reduce you all to ashes?”

The crowd burst into laughter upon hearing his words.

Is this guy out of his mind? Where’s he going to get that kind of firepower?

Who does he think he is? A general?

Displeased with their response, Wolf’s Greed fished out his phone and made a call.

“Fire an eight-kilometer shot in your 8 o’clock direction.”

However, this only made the laughing grow even louder.

Yet, none of them were laughing in the very next second.

A deafening blast suddenly went off from a distance away.

After that, an artillery shell flew towards them and exploded about two kilometers away from where they were.

Boom!

A mushroom cloud big enough to blot out the sun rose into the air and cast an ominous shadow over the crowd.

As fire rained down onto the earth, the entire ground began trembling violently.

Even though they were two kilometers away from the impact, they could still feel the earth quaking beneath their feet. There were even some areas where the ground had split open.

Joseph’s coffin bounced up and down a few times before it eventually toppled onto the floor.

What? What just happened?

Dumbfounded, everybody was rendered completely speechless.

That was an artillery shell! A real one!

We were almost reduced to cinders!

He... he really does have this kind of firepower!

Only a general would have the authority to pull off something of that magnitude in this day and age.

He’s...he’s a general...

And yet, he’s merely Zeke’s henchman...

Oh my god, who on earth has the Zelly family offended?

The bodyguard who had been previously threatening Zeke with a gun was now trembling with fear. His arm shook so hard that the gun slipped out of his hands and fell onto the floor.

Once he came back to his senses, he immediately whipped around and started running away.

Having just pointed a gun at a general, he had no intention of sticking around to find out what punishment was waiting in store for him.

His priority now was to get as far away as possible. Only then might he have a chance at living past today.

Helen was completely dumbstruck. Her ashen face dared not even look in Zeke’s direction.

Shouldn’t a friend of a loser like Frederick be a loser himself too?

How... how is he so powerful?

It certainly looked as though the Zelly family was done for this time.

Joseph’s coffin wasn’t going to be buried today.

Zeke then unleashed a blow on the coffin that sent the cover flying.

After Joseph’s corpse was exposed, the stench of blood and rotting flesh permeated the air.

“Joseph’s corpse is to rot here under the sun for the next six days to atone for Helen’s sins,” Zeke announced. “After that, he will be buried below my friend as a sign that he will always be below Frederick.”

“Helen, in six days, you are to participate in the moving of Frederick’s coffin. You will personally carry his coffin and kill yourself before his new grave.”

At this point, Helen certainly didn’t have the guts to object to anything he said.

The deafening explosion of that artillery shell was still echoing throughout her mind.

Once he came back to his senses, he immediately whipped around and started running away.