The boy who was wailing on the ground was pulled up. The snot bubbles on his face were already mixed with Xue Rong 's, and his face was a little frozen. He pointed at Yue tingfeng and said,""Just you wait, I won't let you off ..."
He was caressed by a few boys as they took him away. The other children hesitantly told Yue tingfeng to be careful.
"The boy just now is called Meng wenzhe. His family is very protective of him, and they're quite rich. He'll definitely complain when he gets home after being beaten up by you. I think he'll bring his parents to your house soon."
"Yes, yes. Most of us were looked for by his parents. His family is very fierce ..."
"Last time, I ... I accidentally hit his arm with my bicycle. I didn't even get a scratch. They came to my house and made a scene. My father had no choice but to beat me up. They didn't agree even if they hit me lightly. They insisted that my father use his belt to beat me up."
