Save Me?

Jingwei felt himself slowly growing weaker, but he refused to die this pathetically! He kicked Shang Jing in the knees but that did nothing. Shang Jing's hold didn't even waver. 

So he aimed right between his legs, the vital spot for any man. Unfortunately for him, Shang Jing only stumbled slightly, instead of howling in pain and dropping Jingwei on the floor. If Jingwei was more rational, he would remember that Shang Jing told him that he didn't feel pain like normal people did! 

'Fuck.' Jingwei thought miserably to himself, the lack of oxygen making him woozy. 'Guess I'm really going to die like this!' 

"Young Master Wu! Drop him!" A voice interrupted them. Shang Jing shot the owner of the voice with a deadly glare, expecting it to be the police, but it turned out to be Zi Long, with his arm outstretched, gesturing at Shang Jing.