The speaker was Wei Bao, who didn’t need anyone else to set him up; he simply smiled slyly and said to Luo ili.
"This acquisition station opened by Wu Yong, I own half the shares, but I know nothing about business. It would be perfect if you married and managed the business affairs together."
"Heh heh, you’ve been a widow for so many years; it’s ti to find another man, no? The fields must be fallow by now, how about I plow them nicely for you?"
"Ha ha ha..."
Zhang Yulian, Wu Yong, and the lackeys Wei Bao brought with him, all burst into laughter at this point.
None of the villagers dared to speak up for Luo ili at this ti.
Although Luo ili was a widow, she had always kept herself clean, except for that one ti with Zhang Xiaoshan, and calling her a virtuous and brave woman was not an overstatent.
Faced with Wei Bao’s humiliation, she was furious beyond control.
She stepped forward in one stride and harshly slapped Wei Bao across the face.
"Ouch."
"Bitch, did I give you that opportunity?"
Angered after being hit in public, Wei Bao swung the stick in his hand toward Luo ili’s forehead.
If she had been struck, Luo ili’s charming face would definitely have been disfigured.
"Smack."
But in the next instant, a figure swiftly moved through the crowd and positioned himself in front of Luo ili.
He firmly grabbed the falling stick in his hand.
Thinking she was dood, Luo ili nervously opened her eyes only to see a determined figure standing in front of her.
"Little Shan!"
Seeing Zhang Xiaoshan suddenly appear, Luo ili cried tears of joy.
All the grievances in her belly turned into tears streaming down her face.
Because Zhang Xiaoshan and her relationship had long been special; she had co to rely solely on him.
"Don’t be afraid; as long as I’m here today, no one can touch you."
Zhang Xiaoshan turned his head and comforted Luo ili with those words.
"You punk, why are you everywhere? What’s it to you?"
Zhang Yulian exploded with anger upon seeing Zhang Xiaoshan.
Wu Yong was also extrely annoyed.
Last ti at the restaurant in town, Zhang Xiaoshan had made him lose all face.
Wei Bao struggled fiercely to pull his stick back from Zhang Xiaoshan’s grip.
"Zhang Xiaoshan, let go."
"Mind your own business, or I’ll beat you too if you push too far."
"What if I insist on getting involved?"
Zhang Xiaoshan retorted, not backing down an inch.
Wei Bao tried even harder.
But the stick might as well have been welded to an iron post; it didn’t budge.
"You want it that bad? Here, take it."
Suddenly, a peculiar smile appeared on Zhang Xiaoshan’s lips, and then he abruptly let go.
"Ouch."
Caught off guard, Wei Bao fell to the ground.
His butt nearly split in two.
"You little shit, you’re asking for it—get him!"
After the previous incident where Wei Bao tried to make Yu Xiuxiu pay usurious loans and ended up humiliated by Zhang Xiaoshan, he harbored a grudge.
Last ti, he didn’t bring enough n.
But today, he brought quite a few.
How many could Zhang Xiaoshan fight alone?
Imdiately, a gang of ruffians who road the town with Wei Bao causing trouble, rushed at Zhang Xiaoshan.
These n were far inferior to the ones Zhang Xiaoshan had encountered in the county city led by Baldy Liu. Having already brought Liu’s gang to their knees, these were simply seeking a presence.
"Little Shan, run, don’t worry about ."
Seeing a large group attacking Zhang Xiaoshan, Luo ili imdiately started shouting anxiously.
But Zhang Xiaoshan showed no sign of retreating.
"Auntie, step back."
Zhang Xiaoshan gently moved Luo ili back and then engaged the gang himself.
It was without the slightest suspense.
These n were like chicks in Zhang Xiaoshan’s hands, without the slightest chance to resist.
Though outnumbered, the situation was completely under Zhang Xiaoshan’s control.
Onlookers were stunned.
Zhang Yulian and her son Wu Yong had been waiting to see Zhang Xiaoshan embarrassed.
But in reality, Zhang Xiaoshan was gaining the upper hand.
In the blink of an eye, the gang, without exception, all lay beaten down by Zhang Xiaoshan
A single punch could break several ribs, and at this ti, there wasn’t even one among them who could struggle to stand up.
"Little Shan."
"Are you all right?"
Luo ili imdiately rushed over, joy and concern embracing Zhang Xiaoshan’s arm.
Suddenly, the surrounding people’s gaze toward Luo ili and Zhang Xiaoshan grew strange.
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