Watching the three men charging towards her, each wielding a steel pipe, Su Manhan's face turned pale as paper with fright.
She anxiously looked at Qiao Jing, starting to pray in her heart.
Qiao Jing must not get into any trouble...
But in the next second, she realized her worries were unnecessary.
Qiao Jing agilely dodged the attack from the three men and flashed to their back.
The thugs suddenly froze, wondering how the person who was just there a second ago could disappear the next.
"Where is he??"
"Behind us!!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Qiao Jing raised his hand and a gust of fierce wind followed, his fist smashing into the back of their heads, hitting precisely the most vulnerable acupoints.
The thugs saw stars from Qiao Jing's punch and almost passed out.
They cursed loudly and staggered around, finding the world had begun to double.