The thin young man was beaten, his head bloodied. He lay on the ground, curled up, clutching his head and trembling violently.,Chen Dahui let out a cold snort and kicked the sodden Nian on the ground. "This bad omen is probably pretending to be dead, Erhe, Sanhe, keep beating him.","This damn troublemaker, daring to pretend to be dead and scare me I'll beat him until his mother wouldn't recognize him."。