Hearing Zhang Xiaomeng's words, Brother Long shuddered all over, shaking his head repeatedly and saying:
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare, Big Brother Zhang, you are wise and powerful, how could I ever dare to fight with you."
As soon as he said this, tears nearly came to Brother Long's eyes.
What the hell was this situation, he hadn't done anything, and right as he walked in the door, he got a beating.
And yet, even though Zhang Xiaomeng had beaten him, he couldn't harbor any resentment.
After all, Zhang Xiaomeng was so strong that even twenty of him couldn't beat him.
If he got beaten, it was his own fault, and if he dared to hold any grievances, Zhang Xiaomeng might beat him up again.
Thinking about this, Brother Long felt like crying. Was it because he didn't check the almanac before leaving the house? Why was he so unlucky?
"Alright, stop with the long face. If it's not about you, just get lost quickly."
