C112 Move

The three men burst into laughter, and then the tattooed man slapped the child hard in the face. The child's crying became even more mournful. Wang Miaotong's heart was incomparably conflicted, as if her own child had been hit.

"Bastard, what exactly do you want?" Wang Miaotong angrily shouted.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want to beat you up. As long as you don't fight back