Hearing this, Zhang Xiaobo, one of the younger generation, clearly understood. He pointed at Yang Hai angrily and cursed, "You scum came specifically to swindle ordinary people like us, and you even brought out high-tech stuff—a License Plate Jammer?"
"Oh, little brother, you're quite knowledgeable. You got it right, it's a License Plate Jammer. If you don't buy it, not only will you be unable to leave to work, but your food supplies will keep dwindling too. When you starve to death, don't come looking for me."
Yang Hai said mockingly.
Everyone gritted their teeth in rage. Zhang Xiaobo suddenly clenched his teeth and said, "Brothers, I don't believe it. If we all charge through together, can he really kill every last one of us?"
"Since we can't get through by phone, let's go to the town police station together and file a complaint. Let's see how they deal with it."
Zhang Xiaobo shouted.
The men of the village voiced their support one after another.
But Yang Hai merely said calmly, "Anyone who isn't afraid of dying can try. For every one of you who comes out, I'll cripple one of you and make your life worse than death."
"Hiss—"
Everyone sucked in a sharp breath.
Though this man spoke calmly, he was ruthless in his actions. A few days ago, someone had clashed with this group and later had his leg broken. Luckily, he had been sent to the hospital in time and avoided permanent disability.
They had reported it to the police afterward, but it had been useless. The other side had found a lackey to admit to the act, and the police could only order them to cover the medical expenses and apologize.
The matter had been hastily settled just like that. After all, no one had