This time around, there was blood.
Those people who were looking for trouble didn't have time to block Fu Jiu's attack.
She kicked one of the gangsters who was kneeling on the floor. Her moves were both fast and ruthless, and her eyes were freezing cold. She was still kicking that one person, and she didn't have the slightest intention of stopping.
Nobody had expected the young man to be this vicious.
Junko's face turned pale when she saw this.
She said to the people around her, "What are you doing? Hurry up and fight back!"
Those gangsters responded by swooping towards Fu Jiu.
But before they could reach the young man, a gust of strong wind swept over their faces!
It was Qin Mo. He grabbed a wine bottle from the wooden table with his right hand, and he smashed it onto a person's head!
His moves were even scarier than Fu Jiu's.
There was blood on his fingers, but that didn't affect his composure.
