"Dad, that's enough! If you keep hitting him, you're going to kill him."
Seeing that it was about enough, Xu Ru spoke up to stop him.
For the relatively young Xu Ru, murder was a terrifying prospect. She had never even seen a dead body before.
Little did Xu Ru know that she was currently in the same room with several corpses.
Zhang Laohu's bloodcurdling screams sounded as if he was just a second away from being beaten to death.
Seeing the man was barely breathing, Xu Yuanshan stopped.
'So what if he's young and strong?'
'So what if he's a vicious brute?'
'With a broken arm and beaten into this state, there's no way he can beat me now.'
Xu Yuanshan rested for a long moment, panting heavily. Seeing that Zhang Laohu was still lying there, apparently not having recovered, he felt his nerves calm considerably.
He bent down, untied Zhang Laohu, and said, "Can we talk about cooperation now?"
