Tu Gang did not finish, but his meaning was already clear.
To pay for his mother's treatment, he had been forced to sell his dignity and his fists.
Yue Xiaofei fell silent.
It was a painfully realistic story, and a helpless one.
Even heroes had to eat.
Even a hero's family could fall ill.
Just then, Li Taishan, who had been grimacing in pain nearby, suddenly let out a sinister laugh.
"Tu Gang, don't forget! Your mother is still in the ICU! That hospital belongs to me! One word from me, and they'll stop every medication she's on!"
"If you dare betray me now, you can get ready to collect her corpse!"
It was a naked threat!
He thought he could bring this hardened man to heel by holding his mother's life over him.
But he had miscalculated one thing.
There was a line no one could cross with a soldier, especially one like Tu Gang, who had come from the Ironblood Division!
That line was his faith and his benefactors!
At Li Taishan's words, Tu Gang's bloodshot eyes snapped toward him.
There was no longer any hesitation or inner struggle in his gaze.
Only overwhelming murderous intent remained!
"You're... asking... to die!"
A beastlike growl rose from Tu Gang's throat.
The next instant, his hulking body lunged forward!
Smack!
A resounding slap landed hard across Li Taishan's face.
The blow sent Li Taishan flying. He spun twice in midair before crashing heavily to the ground.
Half his face swelled at a visibly rapid pace.
Pfft!
He spat out a mouthful of blood, along with seven or eight broken teeth.
"You... you dare hit me..." Li Taishan was utterly stunned.
But Tu Gang gave him no chance to catch his breath.
He charged over, seized Li Taishan by the collar,