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After being resuscitated by the doctors, Li Zaidong immediately rushed over; he wanted to see for himself how his fellow apprentice Jiang defeated the Huaxia man and exacted revenge for him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered, he saw Jiang Yinghu lying in the corner.
He hurriedly had someone push his wheelchair over and took a closer look, only to see Jiang Yinghu's pale face, blood gushing from his mouth, and his chest caved in, suffering from severe injuries.
If he hadn't been a martial artist with a strong and robust body, he probably would have kicked the bucket already.
"How could this happen?"
Li Zaidong frowned, not expecting the fight to be over so quickly and for Jiang Yinghu to be beaten so badly.
Could it be that the Huaxia man who fought this time was really that powerful, even overpowering Brother Jiang Yinghu?
Li Zaidong's gaze shifted as he looked towards the two Huaxia men at the door.
"Ah, it's him!"
