In fact, those thugs could have stood up, but they were afraid of getting beaten up again. It's easier to play dead.
"That shameless bastard..." Jia Xiufang was so angry she wanted to stand up, but Chen Xiaoqian held her down.
"Mei, call the police," Yu Minglang said to Chen Xiaoqian as he released the scum and untied Dalong and Mr. Liao.
After calling the police, Chen Xiaoqian walked over to her brother and worriedly looked at the injuries on Dalong's face.
The kid's eye sockets were bruised, Mr. Liao's face was also marked, but thankfully there were no critical injuries—just serious-looking bruises, and their bones weren't hurt.
"Dalong, how do you feel now? Is there any discomfort, or do you feel any palpitations or fear?" Chen Xiaoqian felt sorry for her brother. She would tease Dalong as a sister playfully, but seeing him beaten like this made her furious.
He's so young—what if he gets traumatized with a psychological shadow!
