After a long conflict, the public facilities of the area had been stalled. Along the 100-meter potholed path was only a dim lamp post.
"Follow me. Let's make some inquiries around my own house. Maybe we misjudged the situation. I should have come by in the daytime and had a meeting with Grandpa Yang first."
Before Qin Guan could finish his words, several glaring beams came from the direction of his yard.
"Who is there?"
The dark night was lit up by flashlights. Qin Guan and his friends lifted their hands up to protect their eyes from the light. Bu had never been provoked like this before. The bad-tempered man cast the first stone.
"Son of a b*tch! What are you doing? You shouldn't point a flashlight in someone else's eyes!"
Those bright lights were a miserable memory for most of the people on the site. The sudden light reminded them of the old days.
