Christopher Taylor's leg was broken. Although a few of the skilled fighters also suffered heavy injuries, they could still hold on. They hurriedly dragged Christopher Taylor to the City Center's large hospital, and on the way, they had already informed Christopher's father, Michael Johnson.
"Son! Son!" As Christopher's car had just arrived at the hospital entrance, a middle-aged woman of elegant bearing rushed over, crying out anxiously. She was Christopher's mother, named Jessica Wilson.
"Mom! My leg is broken, my leg is broken!" Christopher had been forcing himself to hold back while in the car, harboring deep hatred for James Brown. But now, seeing his mother, instinctively, he cried out loudly. The grievance he felt poured out alongside his tears, and all of his previous composure disappeared.
