As soon as Lin Xuanxuan finished speaking, Su Weifeng charged into the crowd with the speed of an arrow.
"Ah! Ouch!"
Screams rang out incessantly, and in less than a minute, all the men were lying on the ground, leaving only Rocket, Sun Yanlin, and a few other girls standing there, all of them frozen, legs trembling, with faces pale as ghosts.
Rocket, terrified, started to back away and stammered, "You... you what do you want?"
"What do you think?" Su Weifeng stepped forward and delivered a slap that spun Rocket in place twice, making his body sway.
"Still want Xuanxuan to keep you company?" As he spoke, Su Weifeng landed two more slaps.
"No, no!" Rocket covered his face with his hands, fell to his knees with a thump, and burst into tears, "Big brother, I was talking nonsense, even if I had eight times the courage, I wouldn't dare to covet your woman."
