After Zhang Shicun gave the order, it didn't take long before a group of military doctors and nurses in white coats rushed over in a hurry.
With a scale of dozens of people, it was quite astonishing.
This scene naturally did not escape the attention of the group of Myanmar people.
Seeing the row of medical personnel waiting across from them, the Myanmar people couldn't help but laugh.
"Little brother, it seems like your background is quite deep."
Coming up to a duel, yet even before it starts, you've prepared so many medical personnel. Is your life so precious that it deserves such treatment?
Most likely, he's the son of an influential figure.
Smirking, one of them sneered, "You better keep them busy later."
Hearing the blatant disdain in the other's voice, Xu Fan couldn't help but squint his eyes.
Are these guys planning to beat me to death?
"You're right, they should be kept busy."
Echoing the opponent's words, Xu Fan took off his shirt and then walked forward.
