As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Hanxing clenched her hand into a fist. With a beautiful uppercut, she punched a hooligan's chin. He let out a painful cry and bled on the spot.
Wei Xi'er was stunned. Was that how a noble lady would react? How could it be possible to punch someone so hard that he bled?
"Do you think that you're very smart and witty?" Shen Hanxing pinched the man's arm and mocked him with a smirk. "Do you think that your brain is useful? You're dumber than them." After saying that, she gripped tight and gave a hard kick. With a terrifying cracking sound, the man screamed as if he was being slaughtered. His arm was twisted by Shen Hanxing that it was dislocated.
"What's the difference between all of you? You're all trash. You should get disposed from the garbage factory." Shen Hanxing clapped her hands and looked at the man mockingly.
