Rong Qi moved effortlessly between the Class 1 students while wearing her pink clothes. By the time she stood before them again, the Class 1 students were already lying on the ground, wailing in pain.
The onlookers were stunned, gaping in astonishment.
"Rong Qi, I won't let you off!" Zheng Zhixuan, who had been kicked against the wall, glared at Rong Qi with hatred and shouted.
Rong Qi lightly sneered, "I'll be waiting."
After dealing with them, Rong Qi didn't even spare them a glance. She turned around and walked away.
However, at this moment, Zhong Wentao, who was lying battered on the ground, suddenly caught sight of the nunchaku that had been discarded to the side.
Zhong Wentao's eyes turned cold, and he clenched his teeth as he picked up the nunchaku. He attacked Rong Qi, who had her back turned to them.
"You wretch, die!"
"Be careful, Rong Qi!"
