Qu xiujie coughed. The glass shards in his left arm had been cleaned out, but it still hurt because it was too deep. When Charlie patted his injured left arm, qu xiujie almost jumped up.
"You foreigner, my arm is injured. Are you blind?"
Qu xiujie's eyes became even more furious, and he wanted to slap Charlie's bodyguard to death on the spot. He really wanted to have a weapon in his hand to directly end the culprit, Charlie's bodyguard.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot. You can't blame me for that, I really forgot."
Charlie quickly dodged to the side. His movements were so agile that it seemed like he had never been injured before. However, the punch on his abdomen did not seem to hurt at all through his clothes.
"You Western devil!"
Qu xiujie clenched his fists tightly, as if he could tear Charlie's bodyguard to pieces in the next second.
"What are you still looking at? hurry up and get me that medicine. Do you want to be like me?"
