The soldier turned his face with a bitter expression, "Reporting to the commander, we really want to be pummeled on the chest with little fists."
An expression of doubt crossed Di Mingchen's stern face. Darn, when did his soldiers become like this?
What the hell does 'pummeled on the chest with little fists' mean?
Di Mingchen looked doubtfully at the two people. Gu Qibao was beating Di Mingjue without joining in the defense, and suddenly, Di Mingjue grabbed Gu Qibao's hand and said, "Here, you can pound me for a lifetime."
Gu Qibao dived into Di Mingjue's arms.
Di Mingchen's heart stung. Bloody hell, was this being pummeled on the chest with little fists?
Di Mingchen's face turned red. He cleared his throat and turned to glare at his soldiers. "You want to be pummeled on the chest with little fists? Back to the barracks, I'll have you pummel each other enough!"
I'll watch you die, you old geezers, still wanting to be pummeled on the chest with little fists!
