The man was frustrated when no one came to help him so, in the end he himself stepped forward and started to hit He Jian's back with his fists.
"Leave my son! He is your brother. How can you hit your own brother like this!"
The man said furiously while Mo Roulan who heard such words for the second time was left confused again.
At the same time, she was angered by how the man was hitting He Jian on his back. She didn't even mind the fact that he was elder than her and kicked him in his leg before He Jian could shove him away.
"Ow…"
The middle aged man groaned in pain and fell down on the ground. Holding his leg, he glared at Mo Roulan fiercely.
"Jia, stop right now!"
It was He Zhuang who ordered his son coldly.
By now, the man He Jian was beating had already stopped protecting himself indicating that he was unconscious.
People were looking at this scene with wide eyes.
