"Burned white!"
Xiao Weiguo called out in a low voice with a gloomy expression.
Upon hearing the shout, Jiao Bai let out a cold snort, swung his arm sharply, and threw Liu Yu'e aside like a sandbag.
He then silently took two steps back and stood behind Xiao Weiguo again, but his piercing eyes still stared coldly at Liu Yu'e, like a cheetah ready to pounce at any moment.
Xiao Weiguo knew that it was not a good time to cause any more trouble or invite further problems, so he quickly spoke up to stop Jiao Bai.
When he turned his gaze back to Liu Yue'e, he noticed a hint of barely concealed fear in her eyes.
It was clear that Jiao Bai's ruthless methods had successfully intimidated her.
It took Liu Yu'e a while to get up after being thrown heavily to the ground.
At this moment, she was no longer as frivolous and arrogant as before, and she looked rather disheveled.
She stared wide-eyed at Xiao Weiguo and the others in front of her, her voice trembling slightly as she asked.
"Who...who exactly are you people?"
Clearly, even at this moment, she still hadn't recognized the imposing man before her as the target she was looking for—Xiao Weiguo, the head of the Panlong Group.
Xiao Weiguo coughed lightly, cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and stared at Liu Yu'e with slightly narrowed eyes.
“I am the person in charge of Panlong Textile Factory. Don’t you want justice? Tell me, what kind of justice do you want? As long as it is reasonable, I will definitely give you justice.”
Upon hearing his words, Liu Yu'e was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting that the textile factory staff would come to her at this moment.
However, after only a brief moment of stunned silence, she quickly came to her senses, sat down on the ground, pounded the ground with her hands, and began to cry loudly.
She kept shouting.
"Oh dear! What a terrible thing! I've been in love with that old Wang for so long, and we were about to get married. Who would have thought he would lose his life there!"
Good heavens, please open your eyes and take a look!
Now what am I to do, this lonely widow?
Our family relies entirely on Old Wang; now that he's gone, how are we supposed to survive?
The widow Liu cried more and more heartbrokenly, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam. At the same time, her hands were busy wiping her once fair face haphazardly.
Before long, her once clean and tidy face was covered in a riot of colors, making her look exactly like a painted face performing on stage.
Xiao Weiguo, who stood aside and watched coldly, remained expressionless as he observed everything that was happening before him.
Xiao Weiguo simply didn't believe that there was any real affection between Widow Liu and Grandpa Wang.
With her looks and figure, what kind of man couldn't she find?
Why bother with an old man like Mr. Wang who is already frail and penniless?
Before Xiao Weiguo could speak, a loud "Pah!" suddenly came from the crowd behind him.
Immediately afterwards, a young woman who looked to be in her early twenties or not yet thirty forcefully pushed aside the crowd around her and rushed to the front like a gust of wind.
Perhaps due to years of hard work in the fields, his once handsome face now appears quite rough, as if etched with deep and shallow marks by the years.
She was dressed in a simple, coarse cloth dress commonly seen on women in the village. Although it was plain and unadorned, it could not hide the strong rural woman's aura emanating from her—simple and ordinary.
The woman's face was full of anger, her eyes were wide open, her teeth were clenched, and she pointed her finger viciously at the widow Liu who was slumped on the ground, cursing under her breath.
"You shameless slut, how dare you cry for Uncle Wang here? Humph! Everyone knows you've been scheming to seduce Uncle Wang! I really don't know what kind of devilish ideas you're plotting! If Uncle Wang can be considered your man, then whenever any man in this village dies, wouldn't we all see you here wailing at his funeral?"
Xiao Weiguo watched coldly, his gaze casually sweeping over the scene after the woman had just finished her rant.
Surprisingly, just as the woman finished speaking, before Widow Liu could react at all, several men standing behind her had already looked up at the sky, appearing indifferent and deaf to the situation.
It was as if they were completely indifferent to everything that was happening in front of them.
Seeing this, Xiao Weiguo could hardly suppress the smile in his heart, but he still tried his best to maintain his composure.
He turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on Wang Changlin standing beside him. Wang Changlin looked somewhat embarrassed.
He quickly began to explain.
"Chairman, this lady's name is Ma Sulan. She is also a relative of the deceased, and she is the wife of the man named Wang Shen."
As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly turned around and said urgently to Ma Sulan.
"Wang Shen's wife, stop talking! Don't you feel embarrassed? The chairman is here in person now. If you have any specific requests, just tell him!"
Hearing Wang Changlin's intervention, the woman named Ma Sulan stopped her insults and glared at the widow Liu sitting on the ground with great resentment.
She was just about to turn around and speak to Xiao Weiguo when, unexpectedly, Widow Liu suddenly jumped up from the ground.
Despite her delicate and frail appearance, Widow Liu was fierce by nature and would never remain silent after being insulted.
She pounced on Ma Sulan, grabbed her hair, and started scratching her face while cursing under her breath.
"If you're not a slut, did your two kids just pop out of a rock? If you can't keep an eye on your man's pants, it's because you're incompetent. What are you doing here causing trouble? I'll beat you to death today."
Ma Sulan was no pushover either. Enduring the pain, she reached out and grabbed Liu the widow's hair. Neither of them would let go, and they began to fight. Soon they were both rolling on the ground.
The two men were yelling and tearing at each other on the ground, rolling around in a heap. Before long, their clothes were torn in several places, revealing their white flesh underneath. Even several strands of their hair were pulled out.
The entire brigade headquarters was thrown into chaos and utter disarray.
Xiao Weiguo frowned and took two steps back to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
Wang Changlin wanted to go up and pull them apart, but since they were both women, he didn't know where to start and started cursing in frustration.
"You bunch of bastards, none of you are any good! Let the hell off me right now!"
But the two men, already locked in a fierce fight, paid no attention to what he was saying and continued their brawl.
At that moment, a very dramatic scene unfolded.
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