Chapter 350: Fighting in a Group 2

Ye Qianning flicked his finger again.

Sang Zhen screamed that she had fallen, and when she fell, she subconsciously grabbed Sang Shu beside her.

"ah……"

Sang Shu screamed, and both of them fell to the ground, one in front and one behind.

"Hahahahaha." Nan Xiang laughed even louder.

Ye Qianning raised the corner of his mouth. She had no intention of letting her go after insulting her father. He ran over and sat on Sang Shu's back before she could get up.

The little feet did not hesitate to step on the back of Sang Zhen's hand next to her, applying a little force, followed by continuous screams.

"Ah... my hand, my hand is going to break..." Sang Zhen wanted to pull it out but couldn't, and she tried to push it away but couldn't.

Sang Shu was even worse off. The sudden weight on her back almost made her suffocate. She gasped for breath and said, "Ahem... Ye Qianning, get off me."

Ye Qianning grabbed her hair with her small hands and pulled it hard: "I'll let you bully me. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'll read your name backwards."

"Ah..." Sang Shu covered her head with her hands and leaned back, feeling as if all her hair was being pulled out.

"Let go of my foot, my hand, wuwuwu... someone come, my hand." Sang Zhen knelt at Ye Qianning's feet, and no matter how hard she tried to pull it out, she couldn't.

The pain was so severe that her hand felt like it was going to be useless.

Nan Xiang's smile froze, her eyes full of surprise. It was amazing! It turned out that fat people had this advantage in fighting. She wanted to gain weight, and she would definitely eat until she was fat when she got home.

"Someone come, help... Pull this little bitch away quickly... Mother, Father..." Sang Shu cried, but she couldn't break free at all.

The palace maids were almost scared to death. They only came to their senses after hearing the crying and screaming, and they all went up to pull Ye Qianning.

Ye Qianning grabbed Sang Shu's hair tightly with his hands.

“Ah…it hurts…”

"My hand..."

The palace maid pulled and the body was pulled up, but she did not loosen her hands. Sang Shu screamed in pain, and Sang Zhen was not much better off. Ye Qianning loosened her feet and then stepped down hard again.

Ye Qianning was trying to make them suffer from excruciating pain without breaking any bones, and the injury would be undetectable.

"Let her go! You are not allowed to touch Fatty. Let her go." Nan Xiang saw the palace maids surrounding her and pounced on her to pull her away.

For a while, there were continuous cries and shouts beside the rockery, attracting many people.

"What are you doing? Stop it." A voice came.

The palace maids turned around in surprise, and saw the pair of gray eyes staring at them, their hearts skipping a beat.

Ye Qianning knew it was Sang Zhi when she heard the voice. She didn't look up, nor did she let go.

"Eighth brother, they bullied me and Fatty, and they even beat Fatty." Nan Xiang turned around and saw the person coming, and shouted as if she saw a savior.

"Let go... wuwuwu, little bitch, wuwuwu..."

"Mother, help me, my hand..."

Sang Shu and Sang Zhen cried their hearts out.

Sang Zhi, with her hands behind her back, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this scene: "Stop it."

The palace maid was stunned.

"Pull away, wuwuwuwu...you are all trash..." Sang Shu's scalp felt tight and her face was pulled.

Just as the palace maids were about to loosen their grip, Sang Shu wailed, and their grip tightened again and began to pull.

Ye Qianning felt that it was almost done. When the maid pushed hard, she exerted force with her small hands, moved her feet slightly, and shouted twice...

A bunch of Sang Shu's hair was pulled out, and the palace maid who was holding Ye Qianning was shaken instantly, and she was thrown backwards.

"Fatty." Nan Xiang exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)