Inside the concrete room on the second floor, I saw Brother Qi kneeling on the ground, his arms twisted behind his back by two burly men in sunglasses, his body covered in blood and dust.
"Brother Qi!" I rushed forward. "Stop twisting his arms!"
Juyan caught up, his large hand grabbing my arm right through my jacket, sweater, and base layer, his grip unyielding.
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