"How is that possible?" Su Jingrui was still bragging, " Your brother is good at fighting! Back then, when I fought a street by myself, those bastards were still playing with urine at home in their open-crotch pants! Want to stab me? Dream on!"
"Then don't move. Let me take a look." Su Hanyan was very suspicious of his words. In the dark night, she reached out her hand to feel Su Jingrui's painful area. When she touched the torn clothes, she already had an idea in her heart.
Su Jingrui must have been stabbed!
"Su Jingrui…" Su Hanyan whispered, " I'm telling you, you have to hang in there! You ... I really was stabbed by a knife. I touched your torn clothes. Other than being cut by a knife, there's no way this would happen!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the man in front of her swayed twice and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Su Jingrui! Su Jingrui!" Su Hanyan hurriedly squatted on the ground and shouted at him to shake him, but he didn't respond.
