"Kneel down?"
The old county party secretary's son was taken aback by Chu Dazhuang's words.
Then, he burst into laughter, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Damn, you want me to kneel? You really have the guts to say that!"
Right after that, his eyes flashed coldly, and he clenched his molars tight.
"The person who can tell me to damn well kneel hasn't been born yet!"
Having said that, he swung the steel pipe in his hand and charged forward.
"Don't go crazy!"
Seeing this, the dean immediately rushed up, grabbed the steel pipe from the hand of the old county party secretary's son, and scolded with glaring eyes.
"Go ahead, smash things if you want, I'll take it!"
The dean used all his strength. He was a middle-aged man now. Although lustful, he had decided to look up to Chu Dazhuang and was determined to protect him!
Although he himself was actually quite weak.
"But you absolutely cannot hit people!"
"Hit people?"
