The usually quiet and remote alley was filled with screams.
Five minutes later, a few young men were lying on the ground, groaning in pain as they held their arms or stomachs.
A young girl in a white school uniform stood among them as she stepped on the yellow-haired youth's chest.
The young man's face was swollen like a pig's head, the result of Chi Jiao slapping him several times.
"Madame, I admit defeat. Please spare me and don't hit me anymore." The youth with yellow hair almost kowtowed to Chi Jiao.
He really didn't expect the young girl with such thin arms and legs in front of him to really not show any mercy when beating people up. The speed of her attacks was fast and ruthless, and she seemed to know the structure of the human body very well. The moment she attacked, she would hit the part that hurt the most.
They were men, and yet none of them was her match.
