Transformed into Wang Feng, a boy from Wangjia Town in Dongcang, his cousin Wang Mengqi protected his crazy third uncle who was bullied by Wang Feng and his gang. When she rushed over, she saw Wang Feng kicking San Bo over, crushing the steamed buns and stuffing them into his mouth. Wang Mengqi was kneeling on the ground, crying and begging him to stop. I rushed into the crowd, punched Wang Feng in the face, and tried to pull him away. Wang Feng, who was in the bone refining stage, kicked me from behind and broke several of my ribs. Seven or eight people surrounded him and beat him with fists and kicks until he lost consciousness. When he fell to the ground, he heard Wang Mengqi's cries. The thing deep in the Dantian moved again, more obviously than last time. I clenched my fists and couldn't open my eyes. The wind was filled with the smell of blood and mud. I can't swallow this breath for the moment.
