Chen Quanshu lay on the ground, whimpering and begging for mercy, but Xu Yuan couldn't hear him at all, relentlessly kicking his stomach with her thin high heels.
Chen Quanshu was kicked so hard by Xu Yuan that he vomited blood.
Perhaps having kicked enough and vented enough, Xu Yuan thought of Mu Mian off to the side.
Crouching beside her, looking at her gaunt face, pangs of pain clutched at her heart.
Xu Yuan knew that she was doomed to never have happiness.
But why did her Mianmian also have to suffer such hardship?
If those men never learned to love, why couldn't they learn to let go?
By holding on so tightly, they hurt others as well as themselves.
Xu Yuan picked up a blanket nearby and wrapped Mu Mian in it, longing to hold her and cry bitterly, but she couldn't.
Xu Yuan stood up, and said to the few men she had brought with her, "Take photos, beat him for me, beat him until he has only a breath left, and deliver him to Gong Heng!"
