C511 Sanlang

Da Taoji Village, south of the village, next to the winter jujube tree.

With a face filled with anger, Yang Yufeng roared loudly. At the same time, the short rod in his hand danced vigorously. The two young boys who were two laps taller than him tomorrow were beaten until they fell back again and again.

However, they didn't have any intention of fleeing