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The door slammed against the wall with a thundering noise.

The Liang Family lived in a small Western-style building, and both mother and son upstairs were scared out of their wits.

”Uncle Wu? What are you doing?”

”Where’s Liang Han?”

Upon hearing Jiang Jinsang’s voice, Liang Han’s legs immediately went weak with fear.

Dong Yunxiu was even more perplexed, ”You...”

”I’m asking you where the hell Liang Han is!” Jiang Cuo’s voice boomed.

”Mom, save me, you have to save me!” Liang Han dropped to his knees before her. Dong Yunxiu might not understand what was happening, but the person crying bitterly at her feet was her own son; how could she not save him?

”Stay in the room, don’t go out; I’ll go see what’s happening!”

Liang Han collapsed on the ground, shaking with cold and terror.