In less than a minute, Feng Jianwu finished off all the men.
"Useless, they are all trash."
She glared at the men who were wailing in pain on the ground with a look of disgust. They couldn't take it anymore. She hadn't even gotten enough of them yet, and they were all lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.
Ye Feng could not help but shake his head. She was really a berserk loli.
However, he did not waste any more time and quickly walked toward Matsuyama Shoji.
At this moment, Matsuyama Shoji was crawling up from the ground. When he saw someone coming over, he hurriedly protected his head. "Don't hit, don't hit…"
Ye Feng pulled him up with a bitter smile. "It's alright now, don't be afraid."
Matsuyama Shoji raised his head and looked at him. He was puzzled. When he saw the group of people who had beaten him lying on the ground and wailing, he was even more shocked.
