Jianghai did not expect the old man to suddenly fly into a rage.
His body was in extreme pain from being hit by the walking stick, but he didn't dare to resist. He could only retreat and Dodge.
However, brother Jiang grabbed his wrist and refused to let go. His palm was like copper and iron, and he couldn't shake it off even if he wanted to.
Jiang hai was wailing in pain from the beating.
Qiao Feng watched from the side, her heart palpitating, her face pale, and she didn't dare to make a sound.
Jiang He lowered his head and did not dare to say another word.
Master Jiang was tired and only stopped after five minutes.
He held onto his walking stick and stood there, gasping for breath.
Brother Jiang sneered and let go of Jiang Hai's wrist.
Jiang hai was so angry that his vision turned dark.
What sin had he committed? his son held his hand and his father whipped him with a cane ...
