Unfortunately, her strength was completely insufficient in front of Du Jiahao.
Du Jiahao watched as if enjoying a play, gripping her arm firmly with one hand like an iron clamp; no matter how Xu Niannian struggled, she just couldn't break free.
"Let go of me," Xu Niannian said furiously, and bit down hard on his wrist.
Du Jiahao winced in pain, his face shifting from a playful smile to a fierce grimace, as he roughly threw Xu Niannian onto the counter.
"Damn bitch, refusing the face given to you."
Her forehead struck the corner of the counter, and being delicate, Xu Niannian's forehead began to bleed profusely from the impact, turning her face pale with pain.
"Sister..."
Seeing Xu Niannian get hurt, Xu Zhiqiang tried to get up fiercely, wanting to rush over to protect her.
But sadly, he was no match for Du Jiahao, a street thug.
