"Damn it, this woman, she's got quite the nerve, I'll handle her!"
A bald man, irritated by Ye Xingguang's disdainful words, approached her angrily. He laughed at his companions and said: "I can make her beg for mercy with just one hand!"
But just as he got close to Ye Xingguang, without even touching her arm, she fiercely kicked him square in the belly.
Seemingly effortless, but the bald man was sent flying back, over the men who were laughing and jeering, crashing into their card-playing table with a "thud". The table shattered instantly, startling everyone. Their jaws nearly dropped.
Who could have imagined that a girl could have such strength?
The laughter in the rundown factory abruptly stopped.
"Now you know her strength, don't you?"
Zhang Lu wiped off his cold sweat. He suddenly regretted underestimating her. He thought she was good, but now he couldn't even describe her as such. He had a feeling that all the men present wouldn't stand a chance against this girl.
