Long Shaoyun was stunned.
No one nearby dared to speak.
Xu Wenping rolled his eyes at Chen Pi and said, "You motherf*cker can't stop? If you kill me, I can't save you… Is it more comfortable to sit in prison?"
Under Long Shaoyun's shocked gaze, Xu Wenping slowly walked forward and flicked out a small wooden box. He started to treat Old Third Kong in front of everyone.
Chen Pi's punch was too heavy, and Old Third Kong was drunk, so his heart was already weak.
If he wanted to die, it would be in an instant. It was no joke.
However, after Xu Wenping pricked him with a few needles, Old Third Kong actually regained his breathing and spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he was still unconscious, it was no longer related to life and death.
"Take him to the hospital for emergency treatment."
