Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

thump!

Wang Guowei crashed face-first onto the cinder path outside the back wall of the security office. Sharp stones instantly ripped open his jaw, and half of his bloodied front tooth flew out of his mouth.

The excruciating pain caused him to let out a piercing scream, but the angry curses of the monkeys and their gang from the outhouse behind him were already close at hand.

The instinct to survive completely overwhelmed the pain.

Wang Guowei didn't even bother to spit out the blood and foam in his mouth. He scrambled out of the mud and water and ran wildly toward the main road of the factory area.

It was the time when the day shift at Hongxing Factory was ending.

The main road in the factory area was packed with people, with hundreds of workers in blue overalls carrying aluminum lunch boxes toward the first canteen.

Several female workers, who had reached the crossroads, were huddled together complaining about the unchanging boiled cabbage in the canteen. They were whispering among themselves about whether they should pool their money to buy some meat from a state-run restaurant outside once they received their wages.

Suddenly, an extremely pungent stench mixed with the smell of blood rushed in with the cold wind.

The female workers instinctively covered their noses and turned to look in the direction from which the stench was coming.

A thin, long figure with one side of his face covered in blood and mud, wearing a security guard uniform on his upper body but completely naked on his lower body, was seen running rapidly toward the crowd with his two slender, white legs.

Several young female workers were so shocked when they saw the completely exposed lower body that they dropped their aluminum lunchboxes on the ground.

"Someone's being indecent!"

This extremely sharp scream pierced Wang Guowei's ears like a steel needle.

His mind went blank for a moment, and when he looked down, he suddenly realized that his legs were completely bare, without even a piece of cloth to cover his shame.

A cold wind whistled and blew into my crotch.

Wang Guowei's face turned a deep shade of liver, so ashamed and indignant that he wanted to smash his head against the red brick wall next to him.

But behind him were Old Hei and his gang of deadly thugs. He had no idea what to do. He could only desperately clench his legs together, cover his private parts with both hands, and continue running wildly along the road with his bare buttocks exposed.

At that moment, the metal doors of several large workshops on both sides of the road were suddenly pulled open.

Hundreds and thousands of men and women who had just finished their shifts were pouring out like a tide.

The group, carrying enamel mugs and chatting, suddenly bumped into a white figure running wildly from the middle of the road.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Hundreds of mouths were half-open, and the hands holding the lunchboxes were all frozen in mid-air. Everyone was dumbfounded, staring in disbelief at the thin, long figure whose face was half covered in blood and whose naked body was running around on the ground.

In the crowd, several young girls who had just entered the factory covered their faces in fright and hid behind the male workers.

A brief disturbance occurred in the surrounding area.

However, among the female workers, several middle-aged women who usually told dirty jokes in the workshop were the first to come to their senses.

Sister Liu from Workshop Two's eyes widened as she watched the slippery loach rushing towards her. Instead of dodging, she swung the heavy aluminum lunchbox in her hand and smashed it hard against Wang Guowei's forehead.

A muffled "clang" was heard.

Wang Guowei was knocked so hard that he tripped and fell heavily into the muddy water full of coal slag, instantly raising a large purple bump on his forehead.

Sister Liu, hands on her thick waist, pointed at his bare lower body and cursed, "You little rascal! You haven't even grown your pubic hair yet, and you're already running around here trying to show off your bachelorhood to me!"

Wang Guowei shrank back in a panic, shaking his head with terror in his eyes: "No..."

"That's nothing!"

Sister Liu spat fiercely, the spittle landing all over his face: "You little beast, is this how your family raised you, letting you run around naked in broad daylight?!"

Wang Guowei didn't dare to talk back. He frantically rummaged through the mud with both hands, tumbling and crawling with his butt sticking out, trying to run away.

But as he ran and struggled wildly, his private parts swayed wildly in the cold wind.

Sister Liu already felt disgusted, and when she saw that this hooligan had been caught naked and dared to run away, her fiery temper flared up instantly.

"You little brat, trying to run away? Where do you think you're going! You think you're fearless? Stay put and let everyone see what your little thing is like!"

Sister Liu strode forward, her thick arm suddenly reaching out and grabbing the back of Wang Guowei's security uniform by the collar, pulling him back forcefully.

Wang Guowei's neck tightened, and he was dragged back half a meter.

The surrounding area was densely packed with people.

Hundreds of eyes, like knives, were fixedly piercing his bare lower body. The pointing fingers, insults, and laughter poured into his ears like a tsunami.

The shame of being completely stripped naked and thrown into public was unbearable for him.

He now had only one thought in his mind: to escape from here and from the sight of these hundreds of people, no matter what.

"Ah! What?! Get out of my way!"

Wang Guowei completely broke down.

Like a mad dog driven to the brink, Wang Guowei suddenly turned around, gritted his teeth, and swung his mud-covered arm, shoving Sister Liu hard in the chest.

Sister Liu was walking on slippery coal slag and had no idea that this naked hooligan would dare to fight back. She was pushed back two or three steps and fell heavily into the muddy water with a cry of "Ouch".

This push completely stirred up a hornet's nest.

After a brief silence, the female workers' group erupted in chaos.

The tiger-women who had been watching the commotion were suddenly roused to their fury when they saw their sister being beaten in the street by a perverted thug.

"Well, yeah! Acting like a thug in broad daylight and even daring to hit someone!"

The chubby Mrs. Chen screamed and threw down her lunchbox, rushing forward as the first to do so.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight angry middle-aged women swarmed around them, their eyes blazing with fury.

"Kill this shameless scoundrel!"

These old women, who spend most of their time doing heavy physical labor in the factory, have incredibly strong hands.

Several rough, large hands reached out in unison, grabbing and scratching, desperately attacking Wang Guowei's bare thighs and cheeks.

Aunt Chen kicked Wang Guowei in the back of the knee, forcing him to kneel down in the mud.

Sister Liu, who had gotten up, was even more furious. She rushed over, grabbed Wang Guowei by the hair, and swung her large hand, slapping his face hard from both sides.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

The crisp, loud sound of slaps echoed one after another on the main road.

Wang Guowei was so badly beaten that he saw stars, his mouth was torn open instantly, and his face was covered with mud, water, and blood.

He rolled around on the ground naked, clutching his head tightly with both hands, and his piercing screams instantly echoed throughout the main road of the factory area.