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Upon seeing the old man, Lu Xiaoran immediately recognized him as Li the Old Man, the one who had previously shouted at him in anger.
Li the Old Man hurriedly approached, wanting to check on his grandson's injuries. However, he quickly realized that his grandson's head was severely injured, and he had already lost his life.
In despair, Li the Old Man fell to his knees, pounding his chest and crying out in anguish. He looked up at the two people standing at the door. The man in front, Hua Wenlong, was unfamiliar to him, but he recognized Lu Xiaoran immediately. He remembered that this young man lived downstairs and had once reported him to the Community Committee over a trivial matter.
Later, he had even forced his grandson to play basketball all night long, hoping to teach this person a lesson.
"You... you bastard! You killed my grandson! I will make you pay for this today!" Li the Old Man shouted angrily, pointing at Lu Xiaoran.
He stood up from the ground, ready to grab a fruit knife from the table and confront Lu Xiaoran. But before he could reach the table, Hua Wenlong seized his shoulder with a firm grip.
"Old man, it was me who killed your grandson. If you have guts, come at me!"
Faced with Hua Wenlong's imposing figure, as strong as an ox, Li the Old Man instantly lost his courage and began to retreat in fear. However, Hua Wenlong's grip was like an iron claw, holding him firmly in place; Li the Old Man couldn't move an inch.
"Brother, I was wrong! Please let me go!" Li the Old Man pleaded with Hua Wenlong, bowing in hopes of being spared.
Hua Wenlong coldly regarded Li the Old Man, a smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he tightened his grip, crushing Li the Old Man's shoulder blade completely.
Li the Old Man grimaced in pain, his face contorting as agony washed over him. Seemingly uninterested in continuing to deal with this old man, Hua Wenlong delivered a powerful kick that sent Li the Old Man flying five meters away.
After Li the Old Man collapsed on the ground, he instantly resembled a dead dog, unable to move at all.
Having dealt with the grandfather and grandson living in this house, Hua Wenlong began rummaging through the kitchen. However, after searching for a full ten minutes, he found nothing but a bag of leftover instant noodles and a small piece of moldy bread.
Wasn't it said that this family had plenty of food? Why was there nothing here? Anger flickered across Hua Wenlong's face. He stepped out of the kitchen and meticulously searched the bedroom again.
Yet, despite spending another twenty minutes looking, he couldn't find anything edible.
Damn it. Hua Wenlong slammed his fist against the wall, creating a dent the size of a sandbag. White plaster crumbled down around the dent, falling like snowflakes onto the floor.
Lu Xiaoran, are you messing with me?
Fuming, Hua Wenlong stormed out of the bedroom and rushed up to Lu Xiaoran, shouting angrily, "I came to rob this household because I listened to your advice. After searching for so long, I only found this little bit! You need to give me an explanation right now!"
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