"What is your surname?" Xia Lan asked with a smile.
"Zhao Jing," Zhao Jing introduced herself.
"Okay, Comrade Zhao Jing, now use this cup of water to splash it on these clothes!"
Xia Lan took the cup that Xiao Ling handed her, walked to the tap in front of them, filled a cup with water, and handed it back to Zhao Jing.
"Did they really splash it?"
Zhao Jing, unaware of Xia Lan's intentions, splashed water directly onto the clothes hanging on Xiao Ling's back.
My clothes were soaked instantly.
"Now, please tear this garment as hard as you can. Tear it, even if you tear it to shreds."
Xia Lan smiled at Zhao Jing.
Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what Xia Lan wanted to do.
She stepped forward and tried to tear the wet clothes, but no matter how hard she tried, the clothes seemed impossible to tear. Finally, she used her teeth to bite them, and that's when she finally managed to tear the clothes.
"It's torn!"
Zhao Jing smiled smugly.
"Did everyone see that? She ripped the dress open with all her might."
Xia Lan asked with a smile.
"So what if we saw it?"
Xia Lan's words puzzled them.
"She used all her strength, even her teeth, to tear the clothes!"
"These are the clothes you're carrying, right?"
Xia Lan picked up the clothes that the girl had just thrown to her, and in front of everyone, she gently tore them in half as easily as paper.
"..."
Everyone was stunned.
Looking at the clothes in my hand, I couldn't resist trying them on.
"Hiss..."
Immediately, the sound of clothes being torn could be heard from the scene.
They easily tore the clothes in their hands.
Someone went up and tried to tear open the clothes that Zhao Jing had just managed to rip, but after pulling hard for a long time, the clothes didn't budge.
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