"Uncle, it's your call. They were the ones that stabbed you," said Jiang Fei as he turned to Si Tujianxin.
"Well… It's enough to just teach them a lesson. There's no need for anyone's death."
Si Tujianxin was a gang member himself. He understands that the gangs in China were never the same as those overseas. China had things under control. The weapons they used were at most, knives that could cut watermelons. At the very end, China's gang members were only a bunch of delinquents.
In normal street fights, there was never a case where someone would end up dead. At most, they would either lose a finger or two, get broken bones, or pass out in the streets. If someone was killed, it would definitely be a serious case. None of them were like Han Tianyu, who could simply kill over a hundred men just with a simple call. It was a feat that not even Si Tujianxian could do.
