In the blink of an eye, Shan Yue had already arrived in front of them. "You really have a death wish." Her fists rained on everyone's bodies. Every punch hit flesh, and they were all more sensitive parts of the human body.
She faced a hundred people in Pang Village, and faced forty to fifty people in Wei Long's territory behind Capital University. Shan Yue could retreat unscathed in those situations, let alone the scene of less than ten people in front of them.
With every punch, one person would fall to the ground in pain, but Shan Yue seemed especially relaxed. She did not feel any pressure dealing with these people.
"Director Cheng, we can't hold on much longer." One of the defeated bodyguards scrambled to Cheng Yan's side and asked, "It's fine if that man is so good at fighting, but this woman is even more terrifying than him. This is different from what you told us."
