"Village Chief Liu..."
Qin Xianglian knew Liu Changhe. Her elder sister, Qin Xianghe, was married in Nanwan Village, so she often visited, naturally getting to know Liu Changhe.
"Xiaolian, what's going on here?"
Liu Changhe got off his motorcycle, walked over to Qin Xianglian's vegetable stall, and looked at the hooligans on the ground.
"Village Chief Liu, they... they..."
Qin Xianglian was embarrassed and couldn't speak.
Liu Changhe said, "They were harassing you, right? Don't worry, child, I'll handle this for you."
Liu Changhe kicked the yellow-haired guy on the ground and sternly said, "Kid, do you know who I am? I'm Liu Changhe from Nanwan Village!"
Even though these hooligans acted tough, they were still young, not even twenty, and in front of Liu Changhe, they were just kids. Faced with someone like Liu Changhe, they actually felt quite intimidated.
