Onstage, the brothers were still up against each other.
Li Lei's punches and kicks were ruthless and strong, evidently polished from all his years in combat, fighting among stray bullets. But Li Feng was not any less intimidating with his attacks. Both brothers were very familiar with each other's strengths and styles—after a long battle, nobody was able to take the other down.
Xia Ling was still lying on the ground as her vision got increasingly blurry. Her chest was throbbing with so much pain, and she had not stopped coughing blood. She tried her best not to pass out as she kept her eyes on their fight, praying hard that Li Lei would not be hurt.
If anything were to happen to him, all three of them were doomed.
She reached for her phone and dialed a number. "Brother… come, quick…"
Thereafter, she began coughing even more furiously, and could not utter a single word anymore.