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"Stop it! Are you trying to kill the kids?" Anna and Eva rushed forward, snatching the bloodied whip from her husband's hand. Xu Li scoffed, "If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll really think they're something special. If someone ends up dead, how am I supposed to explain that to their family?"
"Get up!" His roar startled Angelina and Kamila, who were trying to help the brothers. They crouched down, too afraid to move. The brothers gasped for breath and gritted their teeth as they struggled to rise, while Anna and Eva wiped away tears in distress.
"Why are you crying?" This was Xu Li's first time losing his temper with his wife. He pointed at the brothers. "Just look at what you've turned these two into! That little Hand Grenade almost blew me up when he was younger, and now today, if it weren't for Hand Grenade turning into a Cannonball, what have I done to deserve this?"
Hearing about the live ammunition earlier nearly made the brothers collapse again. They felt that this beating was entirely justified.
"Sorry, Dad. We were wrong."
"I was wrong, Dad."
Xu Weihua and Xu Weixia quickly admitted their mistakes. They preferred a beating over being killed by their own father; once that happened, there would be no chance to even get a beating again!
"Go home."
Xu Li shot them a glare before turning back toward their house. A dozen men quickly made way for him. The village chief usually appeared cheerful, but when he got angry like this, it was clear he wasn't just disciplining his children; it felt like he was dealing with mortal enemies.
"By the way, Andreev, arrange for someone to fix the latrine."
Xu Li patted his old partner on the chest and then headed home. Andreev shot a glare at the two boys: "You better think about whether you want to keep playing after this."
Xu Weihua and Xu Weixia exchanged bitter smiles with their uncle. Angelina and Kamila kept their heads down; they both had significant responsibility in blowing up the latrine—one was in charge of directing while the other handled the firing—so they bore more blame than the brothers!
"Wah! It's all my fault you got beaten."
Angelina applied ointment to her husband's wounds while Xu Weixia winced and sucked in air sharply. "You can blame me for taking out live ammo. I actually wanted to use live rounds too; when we were kids, we couldn't fire the tank—it was just a decoration."
"Suck it up."
Angelina wiped her nose. "When we get back, we'll get Dad another tank; that one doesn't smell good anymore."
Xu Weixia rolled his eyes. "Forget it; I don't want to get beaten again by my dad."
Seeing the welts crisscrossing her husband's back broke Angelina's heart. Kamila felt just as pained, along with their two mothers who were in the kitchen scolding their husbands for being too harsh. Xu Li rolled his eyes: "If I don't hit them hard enough, they won't learn!"
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