The robber was nearly out of breath.
At this moment, he was sprawled on the ground, in excruciating pain, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Watching Ling Feng's feet appear before him, he hurriedly begged for mercy, "Big brother, please don't hit me anymore, I won't dare do it again!"
"You think I would believe the words of someone like you?" Ling Feng squatted down and asked coldly.
"Really, I won't dare again, please don't call the police, alright?" the man pleaded.
Ling Feng checked his injuries: a fractured arm, three broken ribs, none of which were fatal, but it would take at least three months to recover.
So, he nodded, reached out and set the man's broken arm: "I don't have time to waste on you, get lost on your own!"
"Th-thank you, big brother!"
As if granted a pardon, the man struggled to his feet, grimacing with pain, and limped deep into the alley.
