"Alright! Go ahead and make your move!" Wu Xiaoyu stepped back a few paces, turned around, walked up to Zhou Dong, sat down on the sofa, and stared at Wen Rui and Wu Kai with great interest.
Wen Rui, seeing him agree so readily, couldn't help but be a little doubtful—does he really not know Brother Bin?
No matter what, having just been beaten up himself, how could he possibly miss this chance for revenge?
Wen Rui and Wu Kai exchanged a smile, rolled up their sleeves, flexed their muscles, and walked towards Brother Bin. Because of the beating he had received earlier, Wen Rui's movements were somewhat slow and awkward.
The two walked up to Brother Bin, gave a smug smile, then swung their fists and landed heavy blows on Brother Bin's abdomen.
Brother Bin, intimidated by Wu Xiaoyu's authority, dared not make a move. He could only take the blows passively. After taking four or five punches, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, clutching his stomach and squatting down.
