He had been away from the village for a long time and didn't know the current state of the village, but White Dragon Agricultural Company was a leading enterprise in the town, and he was certainly very clear about that.
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Liu Qinghong with a cold sneer.
"Do you still think I'm the person I used to be?"
"Times change, fortunes turn; don't look down on the young and poor, haven't you heard?"
"Beat this shameless bastard to death."
It was unclear who threw the first punch, but a group of people started beating up Liu Qinghong with fists and kicks.
"Ouch, my dear mother, I won't dare again, I promise."
Liu Qinghong immediately begged for mercy.
A few minutes later, Zhang Xiaoshan finally stopped the crowd.
He walked over to Liu Qinghong, who was now bruised and swollen.
"Don't, don't hit me, haha, I, I, I'm going to call the police..."
Seeing Zhang Xiaoshan approaching, Liu Qinghong trembled with fright.
