As soon as he got out of the car, Fang Yi's body tilted backward.
Fang Yi stumbled, took several steps back, and finally sat on the ground, looking utterly disheveled. Moreover, the blood on his mouth still hadn't been wiped away, causing the few passers-by to quickly avoid him from a distance.
Fang Yi didn't care about this; he struggled to stand up. Standing up wasn't much better than those who were paralyzed, but Fang Yi still stood up gritting his teeth.
Once he stood up, his body wobbled, seeming as if a gust of wind could knock him over.
"Bah!"
Fang Yi spat a mouthful of blood out, took a deep breath, and suddenly leaned on the Land Rover, then walked around to the side of the passenger seat.
Just as Fang Yi was about to open the car door, two security guards quickly ran over, grabbing Fang Yi from both sides.
"Sir, please don't get agitated, please..."
However, before they finished speaking, both were pushed away by Fang Yi.
