Soon, someone came over and pushed Ethan Wei aside. The person seemed to be a medical worker. He pressed Scar's carotid artery and flipped his eyelids. A few minutes later, he stood up and announced indifferently: "Take him away. He's dead. This loser took too many stimulants and died suddenly. He didn't have the ability to fight, but he tried to imitate others on stage. He deserved it."
This sentence caused a lot of indignation among the crowd. Those who had just lost money jumped out and cursed the dealer for his behind-the-scenes manipulation. The next life-and-death fight was still going on on the stage, and it had developed into a group fight under the stage. The climax was already there just after the start.
Ethan Wei dodged several punches that almost injured him as a passerby, and walked out silently. In the wet and sticky night wind, he quickly crossed the road and walked to a small supermarket selling cigarettes, alcohol, tea and candy. He bought a pack of cigarettes, opened it anxiously, took out a cigarette, lit it and put it in his mouth.
An old man who was about to enter the supermarket looked at him twice. From his appearance, he thought that he was not smoking but taking drugs. He was so scared that he didn't dare to go in and took a detour.
From beginning to end, Ethan Wei had a blank expression on his face, only his hands, which were covered in cold sweat, were shaking the whole time.
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