Baili Xia stared blankly from inside the car, completely forgetting to call for help.
Unbelievably, Brother was fighting bare-handed against more than a dozen burly men, all of whom were armed with wooden sticks…
What should she do? How could she help? If things continued like this, Brother would definitely get hurt. What could she do?
As she watched the men getting punched out of the fight, then picking up their sticks to rejoin the fray, Baili Xia was so scared that she almost forgot to breathe.
Her fingers clenched tighter and tighter, she wished desperately that she could stop them.
Brother was her family after all, not to mention just now when the man advanced on her, Brother knocked him down without a word.
However, the burly men all looked so huge. Even if she intervened, what could she really do?
If she stepped in, not only would it not help Brother, it might drag him down, right?
Finally, she remembered to make a call for help.