"What kind of cemetery did you village officials, who take the money but do nothing, build? Is that even a cemetery? You just put a few bricks there to fool people!"
"What's most infuriating is that you sell a burial plot for 20,000 yuan, and you also have to pay for cremation. If you don't pay, you can't be cremated."
"Wang Chaozhu, do you guys have no conscience at all?!"
"Grass!!!"
Wang Chaozhu's face darkened, and he glared fiercely at the gaunt villager.
The next second.
Wang Zhanquan rushed forward, raised his foot, and kicked the skinny villager hard in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.
"You think it's so great, huh?"
"Fuck you."
Wang Zhanquan kicked the villager who was lying on the ground repeatedly, causing the villager to vomit blood.
The villager lying on the ground looked at the surrounding villagers with pleading eyes, but none of them dared to step forward.
The reason is simple: nobody wants to be the first to stick their neck out like him. Everyone just wants to wait and see how the profits are divided.
"I'm going to see which guy dares to stay here and cause trouble today," Wang Zhanquan shouted fiercely at all the villagers.
Just then, the deafening roar of motorcycles erupted. More than thirty motorcycles pulled up in front of the village chief's house.
This is the village's "Bombing Gang," and its leader is Wang Zhanquan.
This village-level gang of thugs is made up entirely of young, arrogant kids who dropped out of junior high school.
He usually swaggered around the village with Wang Zhanquan. Every now and then, he would drive his modified electric scooter around the village and blow up the buildings.
People in this age group are proficient in everything from smoking and drinking to getting perms and fighting. They're all hoodlums who haven't experienced the harsh realities of life.
These thugs, armed with machetes and smoking cigarettes, stormed into the village chief's house.
"Who is Brother Quan going to kill today?" a henchman with dyed red hair, wearing a leather jacket and pants, and tattooed arms asked Wang Zhanquan.
"Look, it's that reckless guy who brought a bunch of villagers to my house to cause trouble."
Wang Zhanquan gestured towards Niu Dachun with his lip.
"Damn it! Daring to mess with Brother Quan is like going against me."
After saying that, the red-haired boy walked up to Niu Dachun with his machete and said menacingly.
"You get the hell out of here right now, or I'll kill you today."
Niu Dachun looked at the red-haired boy in front of him, who was only 16 years old, 1.65 meters tall, and had a cigarette in his mouth, and couldn't help but sneer.
"Kid, are you even fully grown yet? You're not even fully grown and you're already trying to act like a hero."
"Fuck you!" the red-haired boy roared, and swung his knife at Niu Dachun.
Snap—
Niu Dachun gently raised his hand, and the red-haired boy was sent flying, crashing into the wall, bleeding from the mouth and with his ribs broken.
"Since you all dislike going to school and want to learn how to navigate society, then I'll give you your first lesson in society today."
Niu Dachun turned around and spoke to the so-called "Exploding Sky Gang" youths.
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