If no one had stopped him, Chen Xingbang could have beaten Wang Jinguang to death right there.
"Stop, stop! You really will kill him if you keep hitting him!" The speaker was Village Director Yu Yongfeng. He was in his forties, and he really could not stand by and watch Wang Jinguang get beaten to death.
Chen Xingbang stopped. Both of Wang Jinguang's arms had been broken, and he had been howling the whole time. Now that Chen Xingbang had stopped hitting him, he shouted hoarsely:
"Chen Xingbang, I'm going to report you to the township! Just you wait-you're going to prison!"
At those words, quite a few onlookers genuinely began to worry for Chen Xingbang. They had no liking for Wang Jinguang. The old bachelor was always stealing things.
Whenever people were away working in the fields, he would slip into their homes and take things while no one was looking.
That was why everyone had simply watched when Chen Xingbang beat Wang Jinguang so viciously. No one had stopped him.
Now that Wang Jinguang had said this, some of the families he had victimized naturally began worrying about Chen Xingbang.
"Me, go to prison?" But when Chen Xingbang heard that, he pointed outside with a cold laugh and said:
"Go report me! Go right now! You're a coward if you don't!"
Wang Jinguang was stunned by Chen Xingbang's response and had no idea what he meant. Most of the others were equally confused.
A few understood, but said nothing.
Seeing that Wang Jinguang had fallen silent, Chen Xingbang said loudly:
"If you dare report me, with all the things you've done, just see whether the county authorities drag you off to be shot! What you've committed is hooliganism! It's the same nationwide this year. Hooliganism doesn't even need