With a crack, the other person's leg bone broke, and he flew backward, crashing into the snowdrift along with his companion.
"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts... it hurts so much!"
"Why the hell are you so heavy? You're going to kill me! Oh no, oh no, my back is broken..."
The strongest and fiercest one in the arena, with evil wind wrapped around his fingertips, struck towards Zuo Ling.
Zuo Ling threw a punch, and with a crisp sound, everyone watched as the man's hand broke in a strange arc.
The opponent felt that Zuo Ling's fist was made of stone and had sharp spikes on it.
Not only was his arm broken, but he also had several large cuts on his hand. He was in so much pain that he spun around in place while supporting his arm, and he couldn't make a sound.
They exchanged a punch, and the other man, being a grown man and a trained fighter, struck Zuo Ling, causing his blood and qi to surge.
Enraged, he kicked out with all his might, and with a bang, the nearly 2-meter-tall man flew farther than Fatty Zhang.
Zuo Ling lacked experience in combat and took several blows to his body and legs. They were all young and vigorous men with considerable strength, and the pain made Zuo Ling taste blood in his throat.
In a fit of rage, she swung her fist, sending the person who had ambushed her flying.
In a room on the top floor of building 2, four people were looking in this direction with binoculars.
"Wow, He Guizi, your brother's run into a tough nut to crack."
"That woman, isn't she the one who kicked Fatty Zhang flying?"
"Damn, that was a powerful kick, my leg is broken."
"Wow, wow, wow, He Guizi, your brother's strongest little follower has broken his arm."
"Wow, wow, wow, wow, that really sent him flying! A shadowless kick, or a Foshan kick!"
"This woman is too fierce."
...
He Guizi's face turned ashen, while the other three chatted and laughed, completely disregarding their companion's feelings.
In the blink of an eye, half the population was wiped out.
Young Master He's face turned ugly, and he shouted, "Shoot her! Shoot her to death!"
Someone raised a crossbow towards Zuo Ling.
Zuo Ling's eyes turned cold. With the Immortal Binding Rope in her left hand and the gel bullets in her right, she fired them in quick succession.
"Hey, hey, hey, what is she doing?"
"She was stripping off He Guizi's brother's clothes; she wanted to freeze him to death."
The young man, nicknamed "He Guizi," ran down the street like the wind, and the other three quickly followed.
They were on the 30th floor, and there was no elevator. Running up 30 floors would have made them breathless.
Zuo Ling was furious. She didn't knock Young Master He unconscious with electricity, but instead made him fully aware of his clothes being stripped off piece by piece.
Young Master He was hit by the gel capsule, his vision was blurred, he was in great pain, and his face was blue and purple from the cold, yet he was still uttering threats:
"You... bitch, if you've got the guts... you... you can kill me, or if you can't... I'll... I'll kill you."
Every time he cursed, Zuo Ling would slap him across the face, making Young Master He feel like his face wasn't even his own anymore.
He Guizi was so worried about his younger brother that he didn't know how he had run away. He arrived just before his brother was left with only an undershirt.
"Stop! Stop!"
Ignoring Zuo Ling's accusations, He Guizi hurriedly covered his younger brother with clothes.
Zuo Ling didn't stop him, but looked at him coldly.
There were many onlookers, who were filled with awe at the sight of the seemingly frail girl.
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