Old Mrs. Mu flailed her hands, pulling and tugging at Qian the Fourth's hair, pulling out quite a few clumps, yet he couldn't resist at all.
Mu Shuangshuang tightly held down Qian the Fourth's arms, with one foot stepping on his waist.
Unable to exert strength in his waist, naturally, he could only let this old lady teach him a lesson.
Qian the Fourth wailed continuously, muttering, "You damn girl, you're wronging me!"
However, Old Mrs. Mu was convinced that it was Qian the Fourth who did this; therefore, it was indeed Qian the Fourth's doing.
By the end of the beating, Qian the Fourth was barely breathing.
The two men observing were so frightened they wet their pants, trembling all the while.
"Grandma, what should we do here?" Mu Shuangshuang pointed to Qian the Fourth, who had become limp on the ground.
"Throw him into our latrine, this son of a bitch needs to be taught discipline, or he won't understand the power of this old lady!"
