After speaking.
Zhang Xiaohao turned and walked outside.
"Big brother, wait for us!" Zheng Weiyang hurriedly shouted.
He was about to follow along with Sister Yaoyao when he suddenly remembered something.
Looking at Red Hair and the others lying on the ground howling in pain.
Zheng Weiyang's mouth curled into a cold smile, and he quickly bent down to grab a tiger-head belt from the ground.
"You bastards! A bunch of trash, daring to bully me, taking advantage of your numbers to pick on the few, huh? You even dared to step on my head. Tonight, I'm going to make you pay back double!" Zheng Weiyang cursed angrily.
Gripping the tiger-head belt, he immediately started lashing out with it fiercely.
Swish, swish, swish...
Instantly, the crisp sound of the belt rang out.
"Ah..."
Along with it, came the howls of pain from Red Hair and the others.
Ten minutes later.
Zheng Weiyang, feeling satisfied, threw down the belt in his hand and chased outside with Sister Yaoyao.
