Xiao Qimo was right.
The injuries on the sixteen thugs were indeed caused by a boxing expert, mostly concentrated on the head. Their swollen, bruised faces looked remarkably even.
They only knew that this girl had been drinking, but they would never guess in their lifetimes what drinking meant for her.
Alcohol didn't numb her; it only made her stronger. Not only did she become stronger, but she could also teach others to be stronger.
Even more "fortunately," as thugs, they had encountered her boxing lesson.
They unanimously decided that this job had to come with a higher payment—a tenfold increase!
After the sixteen got up and each wiped the fresh blood from their mouths, especially the latter ten who hadn't taken the girl seriously at first, they too had to use their signature skills after seeing Lu Mian's strength.
Ten fierce gazes, watchful and threatening, converged on Lu Mian first.
