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In a real fight, how could Wei Xiuxiu possibly beat Wang Feifan?

She was blasted away by a punch, slammed heavily into the wall, then fell to the ground.

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She actually squeezed out some toothpaste and passed out cold.

"???"

Wang Feifan finally calmed down.

I didn't kill her, did I?

He slowly walked over and gave Ms. Round Ball a kick.

No response.

"Fuck, she isn't dead, is she?!"

Wang Feifan kicked her again.

Still no response.

Now he was truly panicking.

He crouched down, took her hand, and checked.

She still had a pulse.

Just as he let out a breath of relief, Wei Xiuxiu, lying on the ground, suddenly opened her eyes.

She bared her teeth in a grin.

Wang Feifan immediately sensed trouble.

Seeing that mouthful of teeth covered in tiny pale bits of minced garlic, he could no longer hold it together.

Wei Xiuxiu grabbed him, looped an arm around his neck, and pressed her lips heavily against Wang Feifan's.

"!!!"

Minced garlic was a magical thing that could instantly whet one's appetite.

Fresh garlic cloves were carefully peeled, then chewed into minced garlic, every tiny piece seeming to contain endless potential for deliciousness.

The instant the minced garlic burst in one's mouth, a crisp crunch sounded, releasing an incomparably rich fragrance.

That fragrance domineeringly drilled into the nostrils, making one involuntarily draw a deep breath, wanting to inhale every trace of that aroma into the lungs.

The taste was absolutely unbeatable, with style to spare!

Thus began a carnival of deliciousness.

But after only a few seconds, Wang Feifan grabbed her hair and flung her away.

Wei Xiuxiu was defeated once more.

In a fit of fury, she pulled a metal can out from beneath where she slept.