A Beating, Werewolf Begins

The bystanders were truly enraged and gave the perpetrator a vicious beating.

They beat him until he howled in agony and begged for mercy without end.

Although I had smashed the glass with one punch, my fist had also been cut by the shards.

But those were minor injuries, and I did not take them to heart.

Unfortunately, the child who had died could no longer be saved...

The perpetrator was still shouting:

"My dad is Li Zhang! My dad is Li Zhang..."

The name sounded somewhat familiar. He might have been some big shot.

Otherwise, this kid would not have dared to act so arrogantly, nor would he have been driving such a high-end sports car at such a young age.

The bystanders did not care who his father was and beat him until his face was bruised and swollen.

At the same time, the police cars on patrol nearby arrived.

Only then was the chaotic situation brought under control.

To keep the kid from being beaten to death, they quickly put him into a police car for temporary protection.

Da Fei and I also came before the injured.

The young woman had already passed out.

The man lay on the ground, barely clinging to life, blood continuously bubbling from his mouth.

Yet his eyes remained fixed on the child covered by Li Xiaomin's clothes off to one side.

One hand tightly held his dead child's little hand, which had turned bluish-white and was covered in bruises.

He kept rasping:

"Hao... Haohao... Daddy... Daddy failed to protect you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

As he spoke, tears flowed from his bloodshot eyes again.

Li Xiaomei and several classmates had blood all over their hands as they helped press down on the wounds on the two victims' legs and bodies that