Ning Qing wanted to bash herself against the wall, but the brutal force holding her two little hands behind suddenly loosened. She lost her balance and collapsed in the snow.
She curled up her legs, placed two slender arms over her chest, and looked up.
The handsome figure that had been in her mind appeared suddenly; Lu Shaoming is here.
When had he returned?
Had he come to save her?
Lu Shaoming grabbed the maniac's wrist and twisted it slightly. With a crack, the maniac screamed as his hand was fractured.
Lu Shaoming did not give him any chance to recover. His long legs kicked the manic's crotch so hard, wind could be felt. Another scream rang throughout the countryside. Ning Qing saw blood splashing all over. Lu Shaoming had kicked and burst that man's crotch area.
