Wang Laoba did not even have a chance to fight back before he was knocked onto the gravel-covered ground, crying out in pain.
Su Qiao's ferocious display left the people around them, who were holding boxed meals and unsure whether to eat or not, completely stunned.
Seeing this, the few thugs in the restaurant charged forward, iron rods whirling in their hands. Ding Jihan suddenly gave them a vicious grin, pulled a black-and-gray iron object from his pocket, and aimed it at them. "Come on. Let's see who dares move."
Faced with that iron object, the thugs were so frightened that they nearly dropped the rods in their hands. The surrounding people let out a collective gasp and backed far away.
Su Qiao turned her head and glanced over. Her gaze lingered on the thing in his hand for only a second before she turned and strode toward Wang Laoba.
Her black ankle boots, with their thick soles and rounded toes, struck the ground covered in tiny stones. The sound was frightening enough to make anyone uneasy.
At that moment, Wang Laoba suddenly felt that this extraordinarily beautiful woman before him, with her long, narrow eyes and cold gaze, was even more terrifying than the man.
Just as he tried to climb to his feet, Su Qiao's boot came down hard on the back of his hand.
"Ah..."
Wang Laoba cried out in pain.
"Ahhh, it hurts! Let go, let go!"
Wang Laoba struggled for a long time, but Su Qiao's foot did not move at all. Instead, she increased the pressure. The excruciating pain made him suspect that the bones in his hand had been crushed.
Su Qiao looked down at him from above, curling her lips into a cold smile. A chill glinted in her narrow eyes. "Do