His face, body, and neck were covered with red marks immediately, so he had to cover his face and give up.
Young as my brother was, he tried to rush forward to help my mother. I couldn't let him affect the situation, so I stood up to stop him and pushed my dad in as well. Taking advantage of the chaos, I hit my mom in the face several times, stepped on my brother a few times, and even secretly pinched my dad.
My dad was also enraged, shouting, "You can fight, but don't get me involved."
Dolcie cursed, "You son of a bitch, I was beaten because of you."
"Why are you blaming me? It's because you seduce me first."
"You two bastards, I'm going to kill you."
The three people held hatred towards each other, and they all blamed each other.
I don't understand why I should be polite to a mistress, a cheating scumbag, and a mother who abused her daughter. Since none of them were good people, I could punish them.
With that in mind, I took whatever I could get in my hands and threw it at them. I hit them so hard that they felt dizzy. Yet, thinking that they were being beaten by each other, the three of them started fighting again.