"Watch out for the darts!"
"Ah, I missed, you got away fast."
Ling Zhenfei casually called out a few times, pretending he had thrown hidden weapons but hadn't injured Zhang Ying. Feeling that Zhang Ying had really left, Ling Zhenfei could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.
Ling Zhenfei was truly exhausted. There wasn't a shred of spiritual power left in his body, and after completely depleting his spiritual power, the injuries on his body began to feel even worse.
Ling Zhenfei found it strange how long it had been without any hospital security showing up. Could it be that all of them had been knocked out by those two fake policemen? Otherwise, such a big commotion should have been noticed by now.
Having no other choice, Ling Zhenfei decided to call Bai Ling. After a few rings, Bai Ling answered the call, seemingly still half asleep and speaking wearily.
