The moment Lin Qianqian struck, she took out everyone from the Blood Hand Society.
She wasn't one to drag things out like Zhou Fan.
Either she stayed out of it, or she finished her opponents as quickly as possible.
Wasn't dragging things out just a waste of time?
Her Explosive Tags blasted Ding Hao away, leaving him severely injured.
Bald Third wasn't doing much better.
Lin Qianqian hadn't paid him much attention, merely tossing a few Explosive Tags his way.
But Bald Third had already been badly injured, and now his wounds were even worse. His backside had nearly been blown apart, and he lay on the ground howling nonstop.
Everyone nearby sucked in a sharp breath at the sight.
They hadn't expected Lin Qianqian to be so swift and decisive.
Sure enough, the prettier the woman, the less you should mess with her!
"Only those two are left now. Hurry up and finish them so we can leave." Lin Qianqian had just eaten and didn't want people like these ruining her mood. That was why she couldn't resist stepping in.
If she let Zhou Fan and Zhao Qiu keep fighting, who knew how much longer they would play around?
Zhou Fan spread his hands helplessly.
He had thought that, since someone had come knocking right after his meal to help him warm up and digest his food, he could play around a little longer.
Who could have guessed that hot-tempered Lin Qianqian would blast them half to death without a word?
That woman's temper was terrifying.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
Zhou Fan stopped playing around and spat a fireball toward Ding Hao and Bald Third.
Just as the fireball was about to hit them, something happened.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of them, clenched one fist, and