Let alone a teenage girl like her, even Zhou Chunhua herself probably wouldn't be able to break through.

Teacher Wang, grumbling and cursing, went up to the girl, grabbed her, and dragged her to another room.

The little girl struggled desperately and cried for help, but those people just laughed as if they were watching a show.

The so-called newcomers sitting around her, who were still in training, all had their heads down, as if it were none of their business.

Not knowing the situation, Zhou Chunhua could only watch.

Soon, the door closed, and only the faint sound of the little girl whimpering could be heard. It sounded like her mouth was being gagged.

Then there was no beating or scolding, no lecturing, not even the sound of footsteps; it was unusually quiet.

Zhou Chunhua suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem. She stood up abruptly and rushed toward the tightly closed door.

Before those people could react, she had already smashed the door open.

To put it simply, not only was that door unlocked, but all the doors in this house were unlocked.

The keyhole was empty, but there were marks on it.

It must have been locked before, but someone removed it later.

"Scumbag." She rushed over, flipped the man surnamed Wang over, pinned him to the ground, and elbowed him.

Thump!

"ah!"

Thump!

"Um!"

Thump!

"Aww!"

Thump!

"Hmm."

Then she started elbowing him faster and faster.

When Zhou Chunhua was pulled away, the scumbag who called himself Teacher Wang was already unconscious with his face covered in blood.

She looked at the little girl in the corner. The little girl was huddled up, clutching her clothes, her red and swollen eyes filled with fear and helplessness, tears streaming down her face.

At that moment, Zhou Chunhua felt as if she were seeing her own daughter, and her anger reached its peak...