The next morning, I woke up and found another video on my phone.

　　I clicked to open it: "You dare to treat me like this, I'll kill you all!" My brother yelled angrily at the surroundings.

　　He seemed to want to treat those people here the same way he treated us at home, making them obedient.

　　But he forgot that there was no doting grandmother and mother here who would comply with his every request.

　　A burly man kicked my brother in the chest with one kick.

　　My brother flew out like a kite and fell heavily to the ground.

　　He coughed a few times and spat out blood foam and teeth.

　　Finally, fear appeared in his eyes.

　　"You little rascal, being so disobedient even after coming here, you're the first one." The man stepped on my brother's hand with force and crushed it a few times.

　　"Ah! Ah!" My brother's screams were deafening.

　　Even my parents outside could hear them.

　　They rushed in and snatched my phone.

　　Seeing my brother's miserable appearance in the video, my mother burst into tears: "What do we do? What should we do?" Grandma was infuriated to the point of having a heart attack and suddenly fainted.

　　But by then, Dad and Mom had no time to care for her.

　　Instead, I kindly helped Grandma up and gave her medicine.

　　I didn't want Grandma to die so soon.

　　I wanted her to hear more of my brother's screams.