"Help me up..." Jiang Musheng said.

"Oh oh..." Heizi hurriedly helped him stand up. As soon as the man stood up, a phantom rushed over. He was so scared that he quickly loosened his hand and grabbed the other person's wrist with his backhand and twisted it hard to push the person away. The next second he realized that it seemed not good and turned back quickly, but it was too late.

With a thud.

Jiang Musheng lost his support. The pain in his knee made him not have enough strength to stand up, and he fell directly to the ground face down!

The pain made Jiang Musheng stunned for a moment. He was covered in dust and had no temperament as before. The muscles in his shoulders were throbbing faintly. "Heizi!"

Heizi also panicked. He kicked the person in front of him away with one foot, and hurriedly helped him up with his hands and feet; "Sorry... Sir, are you okay? Fortunately, it's okay, just hit your face." He breathed a sigh of relief first.

Jiang Musheng's teeth were itching with anger, and he hit his face with his hands. He supported his knees, where the cramps were the most painful.

It was an old illness, and because of the injection,

the pain forced him to bend his legs to relieve the cramps. Despite this, big drops of cold sweat still dripped from his forehead.

"Sir..." the old man shouted anxiously, reaching into his pocket, but found nothing, "Heizi, did you bring the medicine?"

"Didn't you bring it with you?" Heizi asked anxiously.

"I..." The old man's face turned pale.

After what happened just now, he didn't know where the medicine had gone.

He hurriedly looked at Jiang Musheng, covered his mouth and said, "Sir, don't scream, don't scream, bear it..."

He glanced in the direction of Qin Hongfei and Zhuang Mingshou.

Heizi was also feeling weak, "Sir, let's be patient until this is over. If these two cunning people knew your legs..."

Jiang Musheng took a deep breath, and he really wanted to curse.

With the buzzing in his ears, he could hardly hear the figures around him, but just gasped for breath - pinching Heizi's hand and trying hard to stand up, but no matter how they covered it up, the weirdness here was still noticed.

"Jiang Musheng?" Shou wiped the blood on his lips with his backhand, noticed it, and frowned.

What's going on?

He could see that Jiang Musheng seemed to want to stand up, but something seemed to be wrong with his legs, and he couldn't use his strength.

Legs?

He thought of Jiang Musheng's body full of scars.

Ji Fu, Chris and others also noticed it...

Ji Fu looked at Jiang Musheng pressing on his knee and the people around him whispering in confusion. What was going on?

They were sure that they didn't touch his knee when they just attacked.

The man who could still endure after being stabbed with a nerve injection, now changed color due to the pain.

Old injury?

This was the first reaction in Ji Fu's mind. He looked at Jiang Musheng, and the more he looked, the more doubtful he was in his heart. Jiang Musheng, Qin City Case, 203 Team -

the real Jiang Musheng is dead, this one is just a substitute.

Looking at Heizi and the old man again -

something flashed through Ji Fu's mind, and he looked at Jiang Musheng in surprise and suspicion, "Knee injury, Jiang Musheng, disguise, drawings... Could it be that you are..." His face changed rapidly, but before he could say the next sentence, he saw someone attacking Jiang Musheng.

However - it didn't work.

Because King made a move.

Chris's eyes flashed with a trace of regret, just a little bit short.