"Chase after him!"
"Don't chase him." Lin Yi covered his wound and said with difficulty.
"You won't be able to catch him… Hiss…"
Lin Yi sucked in a breath of cold air and leaned against the car.
The wound on her lower abdomen kept bleeding and he fell to the ground.
"Mr. Lin, how are you? Can you hold on? I'll send you to the hospital."
Mina Ito rushed over to check on Lin Yi's injuries.
Originally, she didn't want to get involved, preferring to let the two settle things fairly.
But she hadn't anticipated that the foreigner's skills would be so exceptional.
He was a B-class fighter!
Encountering such a person in the city was rare.
And Mr. Lin, with his C-class skills, managing to hold his own against him was even more astonishing.
"I won't die from this," Lin Yi said, gritting his teeth against the pain. "But I might need a few stitches."
"I'll take you to the hospital right now."
