Don't mention encountering it, I haven't even heard of it.
The medicinal pills took effect quickly, and the wounds on the man's body and face soon healed.
"Who exactly are you people? Do you know who I am, daring to lay a hand on me? When I get home, I'll make sure you pay for this, you all..."
"Looks like we hit him too lightly. Maybe we should give him a few more beatings?"
Hearing the man start cursing as soon as he recovered, Qian Yizheng crossed his arms, looked at the man with indifferent eyes, and suggested.
"That's doable, we have plenty of medicinal pills anyway." Little Nuonuo was eager to try, stepping forward.
"No, don't hit me!"
The man quickly gave in. He remembered clearly that out of all the kids who hit him, it was this little shorty who hit the hardest.
He punched his face repeatedly and then denied doing it.
If he got beaten up by him again, even if his face wasn't ruined, it would definitely hurt like hell, and he couldn't take it.
