Li Xie cried out in pain, and his punch slowed by a fraction. That tiny delay was all it took for Scarface to slam his head into Li Xie's.
Scarface was a little taller than Li Xie, and more heavily built. The headbutt left Li Xie dazed. He wrenched himself free of Scarface's grip and staggered backward two steps.
Scarface pressed his advantage. The moment Li Xie retreated, he rushed forward and delivered a flying kick.
Li Xie was a little dizzy, but he wasn't about to fall for such an obvious move. He raised an arm and blocked the kick, though the force sent him stumbling backward.
Scarface charged after him again and brought his huge fist crashing down toward Li Xie.
At the same time, Li Xie raised his gun and caught Scarface's wrist with his other hand. Scarface grabbed Li Xie's wrist, too. In the next instant, both their guns were aimed at each other's heads!
"Enough!"
Seeing this, I knew that if I didn't stop them, one of them would really end up dead.
Juanjuan was staring in shock. She was clever and had been through a lot, but she had never experienced a fight to the death between people she cared about, had she?
She had known these two for nearly five years. They'd been with her even longer than I had, so their bond ran deep. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they'd raised her.
And now these two men, who were like fathers and teachers to her, were fighting each other. Juanjuan must have been hurting terribly inside.
I gently pulled Juanjuan into my arms. Her small body seemed to shrink back to the way it had been when she was little. She trembled, struggling to hold back her tears, and finally