"Give me back my damn thing!"

The young man had never seen anyone not only unafraid of them but also so incessantly provocative. Besides, he'd been drinking, making him prone to impulsiveness. Enraged, he stepped forward, brandishing an iron rod, and shouted, "Give me my money back, you son of a bitch—I'm here to rob you, get the hell out of here—"

As he spoke, the iron rod was raised high and smashed down towards Tong Su!

"You bitch, you caused the bar to be shut down—"

The young people nearby laughed gleefully.

There are only three girls. Beating them up would be a piece of cake.

Tsk tsk tsk, it's really heartbreaking to watch. Seeing three beautiful girls beaten and bruised all over is truly distressing...

Forget it, I might as well close my eyes and ignore this tragic scene.

Bang!

"Aaaaaahh ...

A piercing scream shattered the tranquility of the alley. The terrifying, ferocious cries of pain hidden within the screams made even the seasoned thugs, who were "accustomed" to big scenes, tremble and feel their hearts pound with fear.

Why are you screaming so pitifully? Don't hit her too hard. What if you hurt her too badly and anger Nan Yun Shen?

Thinking this, they immediately opened their eyes to try and persuade him, but when they opened their eyes, what they saw was the young man being twisted in the arm and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy!

"Third brother—third brother!"

The young man was both shocked and bewildered when he saw Luo Ziqing bend her elbow and smash it directly on the thug's head, knocking him to the ground.

A young man nearby screamed in fright and instinctively swung a bottle at Luo Ziqing. Luo Ziqing took a step back to avoid the attack and kicked the man three meters away!

"With such pathetic skills, you think you can learn robbery?" She let out a loud laugh. "Ten more years of practice, please!"

"You filthy bitch, you dare hit my brother—ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man was sent flying and crashed miserably into a trash can, struggling for a long time without being able to get up.

Luo Ziqing said, "Not only do I dare to hit your brother, I also dare to hit you. Alright, stop wasting my time, all of you come at me together."

Such contemptuous mockery, coming from the mouth of a girl several years younger than them, how could these hot-blooded young men tolerate it?

The leader immediately waved his hand and led his men to charge forward: "You bastard, you know a little martial arts, do you think you're so great?"

“I’m telling you, in less than a minute, you’ll be kneeling on the ground begging me—”

Luo Ziqing delivered a powerful uppercut, sending the boastful young man flying into the sky.

Yiwen pushed Tongsu's wheelchair at breakneck speed, moving nimbly and anticipating the enemy's advance, using the narrow alleyway to constantly hinder their approach.

Tong Su took out a Power Card that she had exchanged with 666 earlier, and used her good right hand to pry off bricks from the alley wall, throwing them accurately and hitting the target every time.

The young people: ...This isn't right!

Crackle, crackle.

Clang, clang.

"Aaaaaah!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

"Heroine, I was wrong, please don't hit me! My arm—"

"I got shot in the head! My head is bleeding! Aaaaaah!"

Bang--

After taking down the last one who was still yelling, Luo Ziqing calmly cracked his knuckles and uttered two words with disdain: "Trash."

Apart from her, no one else was more than one meter tall.

They're all lying on the ground, like corpses!

Yiwen shook her head regretfully: "Indeed, it won't even take a minute before Sister Luo has to kneel on the ground, begging you not to die."

Luo Ziqing arrogantly blew a puff of air through her hair.

Trash, not a single one of them can fight.