Zhang Yiyuan knew very well that if he was tied up, he would never be able to defeat the large black dog.
Thus, he decided to cut his losses, and no longer held back.
On the other hand, Liu Menglin was only his Junior Brother. He wasn't his father, nor was he his son.
Yang Yuansi, Li Zhengping, and the others actually didn't open their mouths to stop him either. In their eyes, this was the best solution.
Only Liu Gaoxi was extremely nervous. The one being used as a shield was his son, so nothing could happen to him.
The large black dog shook his head, and said, "How vicious!" However, he didn't hold back at all, using Liu Menglin as a shield. Peng, peng, peng! After a dozen or so exchanges, Liu Menglin was severely wounded.
"Don't hit me anymore! Don't hit me anymore! I don't want this manor anymore. As long as you let my son go, we'll leave immediately." Tears streamed down Liu Gaoxi's face. He was not that greedy. He only wanted his son to be fine.
