Blondie leered and chimed in, "Yeah, we brothers are here to play a fun little game with you. I guarantee you'll like it."
Su Qiao took off the black backpack from her back and tossed it into the corner. Her face was cold.
"Who sent you? Bai Ting?"
The three exchanged glances. Finally, the man with a pair of fierce, triangular eyes said:
"What Bai Ting or Black Ting? We brothers just saw a little girl all alone and too lonely, so we came to keep you company."
Su Qiao couldn't be bothered to waste any more words on them. She rolled her neck and said bluntly:
"Are you coming together, or one at a time?"
Then, without waiting for their reply, she decisively added, "I think you'd better come together. I'm in a hurry."
It was already too late. She was afraid the people at the pharmaceutical company would have gotten off work.
The three froze. Blondie immediately burst out laughing. "Hahaha, come together? Little girl, are you sure you can take it?"
"Shut up!"
Before he finished speaking, Su Qiao had already moved.
Although the three men were ruthless fighters, against Su Qiao—who could be considered a martial arts genius and knew every inch of the human body—they were no different from a few ants waiting to be crushed.
After only a few exchanges, all three were already lying on the ground with their bodies stiff, their jaws dislocated.
Su Qiao found their screams unpleasant to listen to.
Hahaha, damn it. You couldn't kill them, yet you dared to ambush my host.
Inside the space, 444 swaggered around with a bow-legged strut.
Su Qiao picked up her backpack and swung it over her shoulder, then walked over to the Flat-top Man, who was clearly their leader.
Crack.
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