At this time, Ferdie Joules’ facial features suddenly twisted into a ball in pain, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.
The few people around who were splashed with blood just wanted to scold him, but they didn’t think that Ferdie Joules seemed to have exhausted the last bit of energy from the blood just now, and the whole person instantly froze and lost consciousness.
The few people who had been sprayed on their heads and covered in blood, saw the old man dying instantly, and they didn’t care too much, and began to wipe the blood on their bodies angrily.
Flint Yeager hurriedly supported Ferdie Joules, who was unconscious, and then he reached out to feel Ferdie Joules’ pulse. Seeing that his pulse was weak, he was on the verge of death, and he hurriedly shouted, "My master is dying! Call an ambulance!"
At this time, the door of the second-floor box leading to the second-floor railing was pushed open, and Michaela Joules was running in panic, crying, "Grandpa! Master Yeager, what happened to my grandpa?!"
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