"Go to hell, you little bastard!" Wang Tianbao roared.
The chair in his hand, carried by a massive force, smashed onto Wang Hu's head.
Crack!
The chair shattered instantly, and the tremendous force opened a gash on his head.
Before Wang Hu could react, Wang Tianbao rushed forward, launching a fierce attack on him!
Kicks and punches, like a storm, landed on Wang Hu's body.
"Ah! Dad, I'm bleeding!" Wang Hu exclaimed dramatically, staring at his blood-stained right hand.
"Damn you! It's just a bit of blood, isn't it? Your mom has it every month, and she bleeds more than you do! Never see her making such a fuss." Wang Tianbao cursed.
The punches and kicks continued, pounding on Wang Hu's body.
"Ah! Dad, you're actually serious!" Wang Hu screamed in terror.
He turned tail and ran inside.
"Stop him for me!" Wang Tianbao shouted angrily.
At this time, the only one left standing was the young secretary.
