Felix struggled and tried to get up, but another gangster kicked his stomach. He clutched his stomach and coughed dryly at the roadside.
Other gangsters rushed over. Felix quickly waved his hand. “Stop! Stop for a while!”
He lowered his voice and said, “You just have to act like you’re hitting me. You don’t have to hit me for real.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a gangster raised a stick and struck his leg. It almost broke his bone, and Felix lay on the ground and yelled in pain.
“Damn it, didn’t you hear what I said?!”
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