The other party looked to be only five or six years old, but he could not move at all.
He had only felt such a helpless sense of defeat when he met boys who were a few years older than him.
Sweat broke out on Wei Heguang's forehead. "What are you doing?"
His hand was grabbed by the other party, and he could not break free at all.
"Let go of me!" He felt like his hand was about to break. He was worried and uncomfortable.
What if his hand was broken? How could he become the champion in the future? How could he bring honor to his ancestors?
When the other children saw this, they immediately said, "Let's call the security guards over!"
A group of children ran to look for the security guards. Wei Heguang was shocked and furious. He had always had a smooth sailing life since he was young. Usually, the other children would give in to him, but now, he was actually suffering at the hands of another.
