"Song Guanchao, you..."
"Bang!"
Without any intention to let him speak, Cheng Xiang stepped up and delivered a kick right to his head.
The kick sent him spinning, consciousness blurring.
Chen Yirou stepped forward, lifted her beautiful leg, and also delivered a flurry of kicks towards him.
Jiang Yiren wasn't planning to get involved, but with everyone else joining in, not doing so seemed unreasonable.
Helplessly, Jiang Yiren also delivered a few kicks.
After a round of beating, Zhou Xin lay on the ground unable to move.
Their strikes looked severe, but they weren't accustomed to beating people, so the actual damage wasn't substantial, though the humiliation was immense.
Slap.
Song Guanchao flicked his cigarette, crouched beside Zhou Xin, patted his face, and took out his phone to show him the video of the two people installing surveillance in his room.
Only after watching did Zhou Xin understand that it was because of this matter.
