The thugs surrounding Lu Qingzhou had long been captivated by Leng Yue's beauty.
Hearing Mo Weilin speak, Leng Yue seemed to be injected with adrenaline, and she lunged at him with a strange cry.
They didn't take this seemingly delicate and frail woman seriously at all.
The first blond-haired guy to rush up to Leng Yue reached out to grab her arm, a lewd smile on his face.
However, his smile froze instantly!
Leng Yue's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and with incredible flexibility, she slid to the side, easily avoiding his grasp.
At the same time, her right hand shot out like a snake spitting its tongue, its five fingers forming a claw, precisely gripping the blond man's wrist joint!
"Snap!"
A sickeningly crisp sound!
"Ah—!" The blond-haired man let out a pig-like scream as his wrist twisted at an eerie angle, the excruciating pain causing him to collapse instantly.
This sudden turn of events stunned the other thugs.
Leng Yue's movements were relentless. Using her left foot as a pivot, her body spun like a whirlwind, while her right leg delivered a sharp, piercing sound as she executed a standard high-level spinning kick!
"Bang!"
The second thug who rushed up took a solid kick to the chin, and his whole body flew through the air as if he had been hit by a truck, crashing heavily into an abandoned iron barrel a few meters away with a loud bang, and he immediately passed out.
"Holy crap!... Holy crap!"
"This woman knows kung fu!"
The remaining two thugs were terrified and instinctively backed away.
Mo Weilin's lewd grin froze completely, replaced by incredulous horror: "Wh...what? Xu Yue! You son of a bitch. How the hell did you gather this intelligence? How does this woman know kung fu? Didn't you say she was just a secretary?"
He roared furiously at Xu Yue, who was hiding in the corner and was equally terrified.
Xu Yue's face was deathly pale, and her lips trembled as she said, "Young Master Mo... I... I checked, but it's not written in her file... it only says she's a secretary."
Little did he know that Leng Yue came from a family with a long tradition of martial arts training. From a young age, she was forced to practice martial arts by her grandfather, who was a martial arts coach. However, she had a free-spirited personality, did not like to show off, and did not reveal her skills to outsiders.
"Useless!" Mo Weilin was so angry he almost vomited blood.
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