Three youths supported each other as they walked out of the Huang Family Clinic, the youngest one with a mournful face said, "Brother Hu, sometimes I really want to call the cops. What kind of clinic is this? They're bullying us too much!"
The tattooed youth glared at him and roared, "Are you out of your mind? We only came to the clinic for treatment after losing a street fight. You're from the streets, why would you call the cops!"
"I can't swallow this humiliation. Once Brother Hu is better, we'll find more people to challenge the clinic! She's just a woman; two fists can't beat four hands!" the young man was not convinced.
Brother Hu quickly covered the young man's mouth with his hand that could still move, looked around to make sure no one had heard, and then whispered, "Are you looking to die? Didn't you find it strange how skilled that woman was just now? There's a saying in the streets, there's one woman in the entire Capital City you don't want to mess with!"
