Although Su Ming was not yet an old man, he was certainly no spring chicken. As one reaches middle age, there are certain battles one must concede, and Su Ming was no exception. His physique leaned towards the plump side, causing him to pant heavily even from brisk walking, let alone the distance he had just run.
A deeper fury ignited in Su Ming's eyes as he thought about this. He had rushed all the way from the village office upon receiving the news, only to have his beloved bicycle suffer a punctured tire midway. He wanted to cry, but there was no time for tears.
With no other choice, Su Ming abandoned his bicycle and began to run, cursing as he went, "Damn it, you bunch of imbeciles! You've ruined my beloved bike. Wait till I deal with you all, then I'll come back for you."