"I'll go have a look." Armando said as he was leaving. But Randy stopped him, "Come on. Look at yourself and are you sure that you're gonna have a look?"
Armando lowered his head and checked himself. Apart from the wound on his face, he only felt his legs somewhat sore. It was not serious at all.
"You are actually playing dumb. Jaquan thought that you were going to be beaten to death. He was so anxious that he almost strangled me to death. But later, we found that it was your opponent who was going to be killed. We struggled and tried to stop you, but you actually gave me a kick. Fuck. Look at my waist...." Randy said as he showed Armando his bruise, "My waist is going to break!"
Guilt immediately seized Armando, "Sorry, I was too emotional at that time. Why didn't you just leave me there?"