"Really? No, how did he do that? Even if the sedan wasn't speeding too fast, an ordinary person would still have been sent flying by the impact, yet he just blocked it. Can anyone calculate how much force he endured with that hit?"
"I don't know how much force he endured. All I know is that if that car had hit me, they'd be planning my funeral for tomorrow."
"So, what's Brother Bei doing now? Did he go to the hospital?"
"No, you might not believe this, but after taking that hit, Brother Bei acted as if nothing had happened—not a scratch on him. The police left, and he just slipped away. You couldn't even get an autograph."
"Not a scratch? That's insane! Do you seriously think Brother Dan is Superman?"
"Well, isn't his current performance proving it?"
"Ah... that makes sense. I suggest we dissect him; this guy doesn't seem human!"
