In an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Haiying Town.
"Scarface, wh-what do we do? If our hands don't recover, we'll be crippled for the rest of our lives!" The lackey whose hand Nie Yun had also disabled spoke to the grim-faced Scarface, looking close to tears.
Around them stood their cronies, some terrified, some relieved, and some seething with resentment.
They had just gone to see a doctor in town, but the hospital in a place this small could not even diagnose their nerve damage, let alone treat it. Returning empty-handed, Scarface and the lackey immediately sank into terror.
"Shut up!" Scarface was panicking too. Nie Yun's bizarre methods still frightened him, but he was a ruthless man and naturally refused to spend the rest of his life a cripple.
"Hmph! If the town hospital can't do it, we'll go to a city hospital. If that doesn't work, we'll go to the provincial capital! And if even that fails, hmph! Aren't those two from the Liu family still around? We'll risk everything and take them hostage. Let's see if Nie Yun still refuses to treat us!" A vicious gleam flashed across Scarface's face, making his scar look even more ferocious.
"Ah! Wouldn't that mean provoking that man again? Th-that's not a good idea, is it?"
"What are you scared of? No matter how well he fights, he's just one man. We left in such a hurry this time that we didn't even bring our weapons. However good he is, can he dodge bullets?"
"Scarface is right! We can't just let this go! How else are we supposed to hold our ground around here?" Someone unwilling to give up the comfortable life of bleeding the fishermen dry voiced his agreement.
The others nodded too, and their shattered morale finally began