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"Everyone, stop!"

A gray-haired old man following behind the guard shouted loudly.

At his words, the hooligans stopped beating us and collectively turned to look at the old man.

The elderly man trembled as he squatted down and picked up the military medal stained with the blood of a hero's widow from the ground.

His eyes flickered with fury and sorrow!

This was a medal he had personally given out; how could he not recognize it!

"Old man, who are you? Do you dare interfere here? Believe me, I'll beat you up too!"

He wasn't wearing a military uniform, only a simple Zhongshan suit, so Huang Dafu didn't recognize his identity immediately.

Instead, he swaggered in front of the elderly commanding officer, brandishing his stick, angrily cursing, "Old geezer, this has nothing to do with you. If you dare speak out of turn, don't blame me for being rude!"

Before he finished speaking, the guard beside the old man delivered a high roundhouse kick, knocking him onto the ground!