First City Hospital in Zhujiang City,
Several brothers were lying in hospital beds, having already woken up.
Among them, the leader, Nick, gritted his teeth and glanced at his friend on the neighboring bed.
"We must get to the bottom of this matter. Call Mr. Brado and have him handle it!
How dare they treat us like this, we'll have to teach them a lesson!
Hmph!"
"Alright, I'll contact him right away."
The brother next to him nodded in agreement, his expression equally filled with rage.
They had just undergone examinations, and Nick was diagnosed with a mild concussion, with a bit of skin scraped off his forehead from the last hit, bleeding slightly.
Among the other three, one had a slight fracture on the last two left ribs, and two had minor injuries, nothing serious.
This was because Qin Feng held back, especially with the brother who was kicked in the diaphragm; if not for that, he would've been lying on the operating table by now.
