C27 Beat the bald man to death

Beneath baldness's feet, stood a head covered in blood. Wang Xiaoyu knew that this head belonged to the little brother who was shivering at the corner of the wall.

He hugged baldness's legs, and raised his head, using a pair of dim eyes to stare straight at baldness. Blood foamed at the corner of his mouth, and his throat rumbled as he uttered sounds of pain