Li Xiaoqiang was washing sweet potatoes in the courtyard, humming a song, when suddenly a scrawny little boy, about eleven or twelve years old and very dark-skinned, came rushing in, excitedly saying, "Uncle Qiang, several 'iron bulls' have arrived in our town, you should come and see!"
"Iron bulls?" Li Xiaoqiang said, bewildered, "Doggy, those are cars, not iron bulls."
With dirty hands, Doggy rubbed the back of his head and chuckled, "Uncle Qiang, they're so big, they really are iron bulls."
A sense of foreboding rose in Li Xiaoqiang's heart. Could it be that after Zhao Bin was beaten up, someone had come back for revenge?
Suddenly, Li Xiaoqiang felt a sense of dread.
Li Xiaoqiang said to Doggy, "Doggy, let's go take a look."
