Seeing Zhang Yalong getting beaten up, the men at the table all raised their beer bottles and rushed over. At this moment, Long Hair was in position.
"What are you doing? Are you guys blind? Can't you see that Brother Dong is dealing with something?"
Zhang Yalong was beaten up badly, but he was still able to get up. This time, he was half sober.
"You, you are… Xu, Xu Shidong!"
"Didn't you not know what I was just now?" Second Uncle lifted the bottle and almost smashed it again.
Xu Wenping quickly stepped forward to stop him. He hugged his Second Uncle and said, "Don't, don't, don't. Second Uncle, don't make a big deal out of it. It's nothing. This kid didn't say anything."
Xu Shidong was the kind of person who had a screw loose. He had been fighting since he was young. If he didn't have 1,000 yuan, he had at least 800 yuan. He was already in the detention center, but the guards could still give him a cigarette.
