Good harvests bring

It was already noon, the sun was blazing, and all the farmers working in the fields had gone home for lunch. Therefore, there were very few people on the road.,Wang Xishun gripped his opponent's neck tightly with one hand, and reached for their child with the other. He looked menacingly and snarled, "You don't know what's good for you! I'll see how you beg for mercy in a while!",The sorghum field was silent, with only the sound of the wind answering.。