At this moment, Liu Guang was taken away and directly sent to the hospital.
On the hospital bed, the bald Liu Guang was covered in plaster casts, wailing in pain.
Standing beside the hospital bed was a frail man, scholarly in appearance, holding a piece of paper in his hand—a medical report for Liu Guang.
"The doctor says you got hit by a truck?" the scholarly man said.
"Nonsense! When did I ever get hit by a truck? I was beaten—beaten by those scumbags from the Crown Prince's Club! Vice President Zhang, you told me to test the strength of the Crown Prince's Club—I've tested it! Just a bunch of brainless fools in there, only know how to fight. I joined your organization, the Liehuo Business Alliance, and now that I've been beaten, you have to stand up for me! Ugh, it hurts!" Liu Guang roared.
He had only been kicked a couple of times, but why was it so painful?
Liu Guang truly didn't understand!
