A middle-aged man led five or six subordinates to the scene. When he saw that Xue Fanxin was beating up Xue Qingluan and Xue Qinglan, he roared at the top of his lungs, "You have the balls to beat up someone from my Xue family? How dare you! I think you're tired of living!"
Hearing a familiar voice, Xue Qingluan and Xue Qinglan struggled to raise their heads. After seeing who it was, they immediately cried pitifully, "Uncle Mo, hurry up and save us. We're about to be killed by this woman. Wuwuwu…"
"Uncle Mo, is my face destroyed?"
"Uncle Mo, take revenge for us quickly. We can't let this little slut off."
Uncle Mo got even more furious. He glared at Xue Fanxin and released the pressure of an expert. "You little girl, how can you be so ruthless at such a young age? If we keep someone as vicious as you alive, you'll definitely be a disaster. Today, I'll uphold justice for the heavens and take in a demoness like you."
