Wei Jiu had never been so embarrassed before.
He held his head as his flesh was hit by the shovel and the stick. He felt like rolling on the ground in pain.
But when he looked at his uncle's angry eyes again, he dared not vent the anger in his heart.
Shi Jin sat at the stone table, eating while watching his younger brother and Liang Zhou punching and kicking the group of people.
The two of them have been really depressed lately, so it's good for them to vent their anger in this way.
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