"Bao'er, where is Xiaohua?" Lin Chen asked.
"She should be right ahead." Tang Bao'er pointed not far away.
Lin Chen nodded, picked up Tang Bao'er, and dashed towards the direction she had indicated.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Accompanied by several dull sounds, Zhao Xiaohua's body was thrown out again, thumping onto the ground.
"Haha, this girl is really tough to deal with; she actually made us spend so much time," a burly man laughed loudly.
"Young Master Wu, you really are ruthless, look how you've injured this poor girl. Aren't you afraid Lin Chen will be heartbroken later?" another sharp-faced youth said.
"Young Master Miao, this girl is like she can't be killed. Even wounded like this, she can still stand up." Wu Yong's face showed a trace of shock as he watched Zhao Xiaohua slowly stand up from a pool of blood.
"Stop wasting time with her. Let's join hands and take her down to use her to threaten Lin Chen into handing over the Tianyan," Zhao Qian said coldly from behind them.
