"Township Party Secretary?" Xu Kuo gave a mocking sneer. He slowly squatted down and looked at Wang Ming, who was lying on the ground, his eyes filled with contempt.
"You scum who preys on the villagers, oppresses the people, and condones your son's extortion, do you even deserve to represent the People's Government?"
Xu Kuo's voice suddenly turned cold.
"Wang Ming, put your hand on your blackened conscience and ask yourself, what has been the most human thing you've ever done? Hit you? I'm hitting a parasite like you!"
Before the words were even finished!
*Smack!!!*
Another resounding slap in the face!
This time, the slap landed on Wang Ming's other cheek!
"Agh—!!" Wang Ming let out another pig-like scream. His cheeks swelled up at a visible speed, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth. He looked extremely miserable.
The surrounding guards were so frightened that they fell silent, burying their heads even lower, afraid that Xu Kuo's gaze would fall on them.
Even the town party secretary dared to slap someone in public, so what are these small fry compared to him?
The intense pain and boundless fear completely shattered Wang Ming's last psychological defenses!
What authority of a Party Secretary, what official prestige—all of it becomes utter bullshit in the face of a real slap and the other party's unbridled ferocity!
He was truly terrified! Afraid that this madman would really beat him to death!
"Stop...stop hitting me..." Wang Ming lay on the ground, tears streaming down his face, his voice trembling with sobs, all his previous arrogance gone.
"I was wrong... I was really wrong... Grandpa Xu! I was wrong! Please... forgive me! I apologize! I apologize to Zhang Zhihe!"
To save his life, he even called out "Grandpa"!
Xu Kuo snorted coldly, stood up, and kicked Wang Chengxiang, who was trembling like a leaf, with his toe: "And you, get over here!"
Wang Chengxiang was already terrified and scrambled to Wang Ming's side.
"Kneel down properly for me!" Xu Kuo's voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Wait until Brother Zhang returns and let him decide your fate! If you miss even one kowtow, I'll break your legs!"
Wang Ming and his son Wang Chengxiang dared not utter a single word of nonsense. They knelt side by side on the ground, utterly humiliated, their heads bowed low, not even daring to glance at Xu Kuo.
After doing all this, Xu Kuo slowly turned around, his cold gaze sweeping over the dozen or so guards who were still standing.
"thump!"
"thump!"
"thump!"……
As if it were pre-arranged, Xu Kuo didn't need to say anything more!
The guards rushed to kneel down, fearing that if they were any later, Xu Kuo would slap them into the same state as Wang Chengxiang.
Xu Kuo glanced around, his gaze sweeping across the terrified, distorted faces, which were covered in sweat, until it finally settled on Wang Ming and his son, who were kneeling upright but trembling like leaves. His eyes held an undisguised look of amusement.
Hmph, a bunch of chickens and dogs, you're already chickening out?
He turned around, walked steadily and slowly into the low mud-brick house next door belonging to Zhang Zhihe.
A moment later, Xu Kuo came out carrying an old wooden chair with worn-out edges.
creak—
The chair legs scraped against the ground, making a screeching sound.
He casually placed the chair in the center of the courtyard, directly facing Wang Ming and his son, who were kneeling together, along with the group of security guards.
Then, Xu Kuo sat down with an air of authority, even leisurely crossing his legs, his face calm and expressionless, as if this humiliating scene before him was nothing more than a farce on a rural stage with a predetermined ending.
He didn't speak, just sat there quietly, his gaze deep and penetrating, as if he could see into people's hearts.
Now, all he needs to do is wait for Zhang Zhihe to bring Sheng Xu and take these people away.
...
Meanwhile, on the bumpy dirt road leading to the town at the east end of the village.
Zhang Zhihe was running at full speed, his heart burning with anxiety!
Sweat soaked through his clothes, and his heavy breathing sounded like a broken bellows, but he dared not stop, not even for a moment!
He had already made arrangements for his wife; now all he needed to do was find Sheng Xu as soon as possible to rescue Xu Kuo.
He simply didn't believe that Xu Kuo could fight against so many people; he was probably already on the verge of death and waiting for him to rescue him.
Brother Xu Kuo! You absolutely cannot be harmed!
That old bastard Wang Ming, and that black guy, I heard they can kill a strong ox with their fists!
How can you handle this all by yourself?!
His legs were weak from running, his lungs were burning, and his throat felt like it was on fire. He wished his parents had given him two more legs!
Just when he felt he was about to give up, a figure stumbled towards him, also panting heavily. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the old miracle doctor Yang Zijie!
"Old Yang?!" Zhang Zhihe stopped abruptly, both surprised and suspicious. "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"
Yang Zijie was also taken aback. He had originally planned to go to Zhang Zhihe's house to see if he could help Xu Kuo, as he still had many medical questions to ask him.
"Zhihe?" Yang Zijie recognized the person and, without even pausing to catch his breath, grabbed Zhang Zhihe's arm anxiously: "Why are you running so fast? Where's my friend Xu Kuo? How is he? Is he home? I was just about to go look for him!"
Upon hearing the name "Xu Kuo," Zhang Zhihe's face turned deathly pale. His lips trembled, and his voice trembled: "Old Yang...something terrible has happened! A major tragedy has occurred!"
"Wang Ming! That Party Secretary Wang from the town, along with his good-for-nothing son Wang Chengxiang, and that underground boxer Hei Zi, led a large group of security guards and cornered... cornered Brother Xu Kuo in my yard!"
Zhang Zhihe's voice was choked with sobs, "Brother Xu Kuo got into trouble with them because he was protecting us! He told me to come to town immediately and ask Captain Sheng Xu of the Public Security Bureau for help!"
"What?!" Yang Zijie was struck dumb, completely stunned!
Wang Ming? Hei Zi? This... how is this possible?!
Xu Kuo was a skilled physician, but he was young and unarmed. How could he possibly deal with those vicious people?
A chill instantly shot from the soles of Yang Zijie's feet to the top of his head!
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, but finally settled on Xu Kuo's miraculous acupuncture skills. If something happened to Xu Kuo, wouldn't there be no way to ask him questions?
No! Absolutely not!
I still have so many medical questions I haven't asked him, so he absolutely can't get into trouble!
"Oh dear! What are we going to do!" Yang Zijie stamped his feet anxiously, his aged face full of worry. "Wang Ming is ruthless! Hei Zi is an even bigger scoundrel! Zhihe, hurry! Go find Captain Sheng! You have to be quick!"
"Old Yang, what about you?" Zhang Zhihe was a little stunned, looking at Yang Zijie who seemed even more anxious than him, and couldn't figure out what had happened.
"I have to go home right away!" Yang Zijie made a quick decision, turned around and ran back, shouting as he ran.
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