Xia Qing had a gentle temperament and was always kind to others. Under normal circumstances, if she saw someone collapsed on the ground, screaming in agony, she would have certainly gone over to help.
But now, she was absolutely furious with this malicious, sallow-faced middle-aged man. She couldn't even bring herself to look at him.
When Lin Li had turned and kicked the sallow-faced middle-aged man just now, he had held back.
Otherwise, with his Second Order Middle Stage strength, a full-power kick without reservation wouldn't have just ended with a few broken ribs.
It was highly likely the sallow-faced middle-aged man would have been killed on the spot.
"Argh..."
"An ambulance! Someone call an ambulance!"
"Aargh... It hurts so bad! I'm dying! Won't somebody help me!"
Passersby on the street saw the injured man lying on the ground crying for help, and they weren't about to just stand by and let him die.
