Chester Lynch watched them come in, said nothing, and pulled South Grant to leave.
He immediately stood up and shouted in a deep voice:
"What are you going to do!"
But Chester Lynch's words could not stop the actions of those two people in the slightest.
At this time, South Grant was in so much pain in his lower abdomen that cold sweat was pouring out, and he had no strength to struggle.
When Chester Lynch wanted to step forward to stop them, he was blocked, and then the door clicked shut and locked.
"Let me out! What are you going to do? Call your chief!" Chester Lynch anxiously tried to grab those two people, but he was locked inside and couldn't get out.
At this moment, Chester Lynch looked at South Grant, whose jeans between his legs were soaked with bright red blood.
Chester Lynch's heart tightened, thinking of South Grant's pale face and sweating profusely just now, he must have been injured during today's fight!
"Let go of him, he's injured!" Chester Lynch shouted.
