Wang Xiaohu didn't expect Ning Chenyang to suddenly charge at him. When he tried to dodge, it was already too late, and he was brutally knocked to the ground.
"Ouch!" he yelled, having landed hard on his butt, "Mom! It hurts!"
Seeing Wang Xiaohu still hadn't gotten up, Ning Chenyang jumped on top of him, raising his small fists and punched Wang Xiaohu's face fiercely.
"Hit him! Hit him hard! Hit him until he begs for mercy!" Ning Chenguang shouted while running over to help.
Ning Chenyang gritted his teeth, his small fists coming down like little stones, aiming right at Wang Xiaohu's face.
Wang Xiaohu's nose looked like it was blooming, with blood spilling out, and his teeth were also bleeding.
The two brothers coordinated seamlessly, working together to teach this enemy a lesson.
"That's what you get for spouting nonsense, shooting your mouth off!"
"Your dad is the traitor! Your whole family are traitors!"
