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When Lu Xiaoran heard that Old Man Li had come to complain about his grandson playing basketball at night, his expression darkened significantly.
He pointed at Lu Xiaoran and scolded, "I've never seen someone so petty! You're a grown man, and you're quarreling with a child from our family? Have you no shame?"
Lu Xiaoran realized that this old man was clearly not someone who could be reasoned with, and continuing to argue with him would be pointless. So, he decided to go directly to the Community Committee Member, hoping they would intervene with this family.
However, the Community Committee Member was only good at smoothing things over and did nothing substantial. When they arrived, they went through the motions and then left without taking any real action.
That night, Old Man Li's grandson not only didn't tone it down but seemed to intentionally make things difficult for Lu Xiaoran by playing basketball all night long. It wasn't until dawn the next morning that he finally stopped.
Thinking back on it now, Lu Xiaoran still felt extremely irritated. Since Hua Long had asked him to lead the way, he decided to take him upstairs and confront that grandfather and grandson duo directly.
The family upstairs was quite wealthy, so they should have stored a good amount of food. If the two of them managed to take over that household, they would be set.
Upon hearing this, Hua Long's eyes lit up with excitement. He nodded at Lu Xiaoran and quickly made his way up the stairs to the front of the door.
Bang! Bang!
Hua Long kicked the door twice with force, instantly deforming it and sending it swinging open into the room.
As the door flew open, Lu Xiaoran saw a little boy standing about seven meters away from the entrance. He recognized him as the boy who often played basketball at night.
Inside the house, when the little boy saw Hua Long charging in with a machete in hand, he was so frightened that he fell onto the floor.
He turned around and shouted in panic towards the interior of the house, "Grandpa! Come out quickly! We have intruders!"
While shouting, the little boy picked up a slipper from the ground and threw it at Hua Long.
However, such an attack was nothing more than a tickle to Hua Long. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the boy by his collar, lifting him up as if he were a small puppy.
The little boy flailed his arms and legs in the air, struggling as he shouted at Hua Long, "Let me go, you mask-wearing bald man!"
Hua Long was currently wearing a gas mask, and with his bald head, he resembled a smooth, boiled egg. That was why the little boy had taken to calling him the masked bald man.
Seeing this brat being held in his grasp and still daring to be so arrogant made Hua Long a bit irritated. With a swift motion, he yanked the boy by the collar and tossed him into the air, causing him to crash hard against the ceiling.
Immediately after, the boy fell rapidly back down, landing heavily on the floor. Hua Long had exerted considerable force with that throw, leaving a shallow dent in the ceiling.
After hitting the ground, the little boy instantly fell into a deep sleep, lying there completely motionless.
At that moment, an elderly man with graying hair rushed out from the bedroom. Upon seeing the boy lying on the floor, he gasped in shock.
"What... who did this? My precious grandson!"
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