"Quick, go notify the Village Head!" A burly man, apparently the leader, ordered the others.
One of the men hurried off sheepishly.
Afterward, the burly leader stared at Tang Zhong hitting Miao Qing, his expression dark and stormy.
Tang Zhong was still swinging the chair.
The chair smashed onto Miao Qing's head as he kept yelling. From his initial threats—"You just wait!"—he had now devolved into pitiful cries of "Stop hitting, stop hitting!"
Miao Qing was genuinely frightened.
But Tang Zhong wouldn't stop.
It wasn't until the hundredth strike that Tang Zhong finally paused.
Miao Qing was utterly battered, drenched in blood, completely defeated.
The onlookers were frozen in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief as they stared at Tang Zhong. After all, this was the Miao Village, where Miao Qing held absolute sway, akin to a local overlord. Yet, he had been beaten so mercilessly.
