Xiao Yun kept smashing down with increasing vigor, while poor Cai Guanghui's head was already not visible, being directly blasted into the ground.
His legs twitched, feeling like they could give out at any moment.
Perhaps the most desperate person present was Long Gang, who really had no idea what to do at this moment.
Escape was likely impossible, since Cha Xiangzi was not weaker than him and could definitely entangle him.
As for begging for mercy, it probably wouldn't work either, since he had just been bragging fiercely, saying he would kill them all.
"Old thief, are you crying now?" Xiao Yun grabbed Cai Guanghui up, staring into his eyes as she asked.
"I..." Cai Guanghui's mouth frothed with blood and mud, looking utterly wretched, and his speech was unclear, totally incomprehensible.
"What 'I'... I'm just asking if you're crying! If you're not crying, Daddy Xiao Yun will keep beating you!" Saying this, Xiao Yun swung her fist again.
