Zhao Binglin grabbed a rock and smashed it onto Du Hao's head, causing Du Hao's head to bleed profusely.
Having been abused for so many days, his heart was filled with hatred to the bone for Du Hao, he put too much force into this strike; he even sent the stone flying out of his hand.
He did not stop there; he raised his foot and kicked Du Hao a few more times.
However, his body was too weak, and after a few kicks, he could not continue, standing there gasping for air.
"Du Hao, you bastard, to actually harm Uncle Binglin."
"Beat him, this son of a bitch is simply not human."
"Beat him!"
The villagers, filled with righteous indignation, surrounded him and fiercely beat Du Hao.
Chen Yang stepped aside and did not intervene.
Though the villagers were enraged, no one used tools like hoes to strike him, using only fists and feet, so that they wouldn't kill Du Hao.
