Li Xingkui and his son knew exactly who was responsible, but they had no evidence, nor did anyone witness the act. Li Xingkui was so furious that he was hopping mad, yet he couldn't bring himself to punish his two sons.
Many people in the village knew about the incident, and after that, no one dared to mess with Zhao Yang again.
Who could it be this time?
The three of them squinted at the car, its white shell and perfect aerodynamics made it look noble and luxurious.
Upon closer inspection of the emblem on the car's hood, it read: BMW—it was actually a BMW!
Yingtao, who hadn't seen much of the world, didn't recognize this thing, but Zhang Xiuer did, and she knew very well that a BMW was a famously luxurious car!
However, at that moment, Zhao Yang picked up a brick from the side.
Zhang Xiuer, noticing Zhao Yang's action, quickly turned around to stop him, "Zhao Yang, this is a BMW—if you smash it, we won't be able to afford the damages!"