"Ouch, Gramps! Why are you beating me?
"Ouch, Gramps! Come on, I don't know you!
"Okay, okay, Gramps! Sorry for whatever I did, stop beating me!"
Han Xing ran as he cried, pleading as he cursed furiously in his heart.
Who the hell is this? Why did he come up and beat me the moment I saw him?! Who can tell me what is going on?!
In the confusing situation, Han Xing tried to fight back, but he suddenly realized that he was no match for the man and could not resist the beating at all. Out of options, he turned around and fled together with Tang Ling, but the further he ran, the more he got beaten!
What was going on?!
While Han Xing was crying and screaming like a baby, Tang Ling was not far away either. He failed to escape and might fall under Boss Huang's rod any moment now.
"I'm going to kill you, you little bastard!" The rod almost hit Tang Ling but it suddenly stopped centimeters away.