Cui Xiong felt as if a torrential downpour was suddenly hitting him.
The next moment, something he didn't know was on his face.
He reached out his hand.
A mouthful of thick, old phlegm.
Cui Xiong got goosebumps instantly.
His complexion changed little by little.
He slowly turned his head, looking coldly at Cui You, "How do you want to die?"
After saying this, he jumped up and pulled out a wooden stick as thick as a man's wrist from behind him. Enraged, he aimed directly at Cui You's head and started to attack.
Cui You wasn't stupid; after realizing he had caused a huge disaster, he immediately ran away.
Cui Xiong, who always liked cleanliness, naturally wouldn't let Cui You off the hook. He grabbed a wooden stick and chased after Cui You, speeding up just before he was about to touch him.
So much so that every time they were about to catch up, the guy would escape again.
After several rounds, Cui Xiong was already panting heavily, while Cui Xiong seemed to be used to doing strenuous exercise and was warming up not far away, as if he had made long-term plans.
"You... come here."
After catching his breath, Cui Xiong waved towards Cui You's location.
Cui You shook his head. "I'm not going. If I go, you'll hit me."
"I won't hit you, I'll reason with you." Cui Xiong said, slowly straightening up and approaching Cui You step by step.
Upon seeing this, Cui You immediately ran away, shouting as he ran, "You said you wouldn't hit me, so what are you doing here?!"
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