Looking at the expression on the middle-aged officer's face, Wu Xiaoshan could tell that this man definitely had a deep connection with the Dade Feed Factory.
So he didn't bother with useless talk. After being handcuffed, he was led onto the police car.
"Kid, you've got guts."
On the police car, the middle-aged officer said with a smile, "Let me introduce myself. I am Wang Demao, the Deputy Chief of Wolong Town Police Station. Today, you've managed to give the nephew of the Dade Feed Factory boss a good beating—you're quite the hero!"
"You should know it was that blonde who threw the first punch," Wu Xiaoshan replied indifferently.
"Who threw the first punch isn't important; what matters is who got hurt," Wang Demao said with a light laugh.
Wu Xiaoshan sneered inwardly and lost all desire to speak.
Soon, he was brought into the police station. Wang Demao directly locked him in an interrogation room and didn't appear until an hour later.