Song Guanchao had just opened the door when the sounds of shouting erupted.
The scene was chaotic, the man was battered and bruised, not knowing how many slaps he'd received.
He wanted to resist, but two fists are hard to fight against four hands. If he dared to resist, he'd only get beaten worse.
The interests of the common people are usually kept stagnant. People work hard for most of their lives to save just a little. When a house can be demolished, anyone who dares to interfere is making an enemy for life by cutting off people's livelihoods.
This guy only saw immediate benefits, thinking the neighbors would just scold him a few times.
He hadn't considered that his actions might lead to his downfall today.
He's gotten scared of being beaten, sitting on the ground clutching his legs, while a person nearby held a stick-legged weapon, with eyes red as blood, looking very frightening.
If Song Guanchao didn't step in now, it might really lead to a fatality.
"What's going on?"
