Huo Jing faintly felt that something was amiss. It looked like Zhang Jia's reinforcements would arrive soon, and at that point, just relying on their group of schoolyard hooligans would definitely be insufficient to resist, particularly since Li Fei was now suffering from a gunshot wound and it was uncertain how long he could hold on.
Therefore, Huo Jing suggested, "Brother Fei, should we pull back? Don't delay your treatment."
Li Fei had not yet spoken when Zhang Jia shouted angrily, "No one is leaving. We need a resolution for today's matter."
Li Fei asked, "What resolution do you want?"
"You cripple your own limbs if you want to save your life."
"What a big talk!"
"Wait and see if you still doubt it. Even if you're unwilling, someone will come to cripple you."
"Hehe, Xiao Jia's get-up is pretty trendy, huh? A gun tucked on his leg! Are you missing a gun on your body or something?"
