Chapter 923

In the entire brawl scene, apart from those who had come to kill Tang Jinzhou getting injured, the only other casualty was Carl. "What are you doing sitting on the ground?" Beckett asked, noticing Carl's pale face. At that moment, Beckett hadn’t yet realized Carl was hurt. Carl’s eyes reddened at the corners as he whimpered pitifully, "My shoulder’s injured… Is my arm ruined? What do I do?" Frowning, Beckett quickly checked and finally saw the gash on Carl’s arm, blood dripping steadily from his fingertips. The bleeding was heavy, but the wound wasn’t particularly deep. Carl, however, didn’t see it that way—he was convinced he was dying. "Bro… I’m gonna die. If I do, destroy my phone for me. No one can see what’s on it, no one…" Carl sobbed, already delivering his last words. "Bro, take care of my parents for me." Lightheaded from blood loss, he swayed slightly. "Bro… I haven’t even gotten married yet. This sucks." "…" Beckett tore off part of Carl’s T-shirt to bandage the wound, utter