Chu Qingzhi clapped her hands. "A weak chicken barks like a dog. Hmph, if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't learn!"
When the other three hooligans saw that their gang leader had been beaten up, they immediately released Chu Third and surrounded Chu Qingzhi.
The tall hooligan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were spitting fire as he shouted angrily with a twisted face, "Don't kill her. Drag her back later and make her wish she was dead!"
Chu Qingzhi smiled coldly. "Make me wish I was dead? I'll make you wish you were dead now!"
As she spoke, she clenched her fists and secretly circulated her spiritual power before throwing a punch on the face of the short hooligan closest to her.
Blood mixed with five or six teeth spurted out. The hooligan screamed and flew out. He slammed into a tree beside him. After landing, he fainted.
Everyone looked at Chu QIngzhi with admiration.
The three hooligans were shocked.
