"Big bro, please stop hitting me, I admit defeat."
"I couldn't recognize a great person earlier, and I didn't watch my mouth. I'm begging you, spare me this time. I won't dare do it again."
The young man finally lost his arrogance, reduced to submission by a series of smacks, lying on the ground begging for mercy.
There's a saying, "If a small tree isn't pruned, it won't grow straight." This young man clearly hasn't been properly put in his place by society, but Zhao Tienan showed him how harsh life can be.
"Listen, squat over there, and get off at the next stop. Don't let me see you again."
Zhao Tienan cleared his throat and leisurely said.
"Okay, big bro, I'll definitely get off the train at the next station, won't stay to be an eyesore..."
The young man immediately nodded and bowed, looking just like a mutt with its spine broken, having no thought of resisting.
Some people are just pathetic, never knowing restraint until they're beaten.
"Trash!"
