"Stop! Cough, cough, stop it, damn you! You little bitch, do you not want your father to live?"
Bu Shi Ren's face was swollen from Lin Yong's beating, his teeth whistling with the wind, yet he still filled his mouth with filth and did not forget to threaten.
"His mouth is still so filthy. Brother Lin, don't be polite with him, I think he's rather enjoying the shouting!"
Mo Yan watched Bu Shi Ren with detachment, ignoring the banging on the door and the yelling from outside. From the moment Lin Yong had started to hit him, they had already offended the man. Since there was no room for easing the situation, they might as well give this scum a good beating to vent their anger.
Sure enough, Lin Yong struck even harder, aiming for vulnerable parts like the face and stomach. Bu Shi Ren howled in pain; it looked like he was about to be beaten to death. Bu Shi Ren finally became docile and began to plead for mercy.
