Chapter 392: Hiding in the Bathhouse

Whoosh....

Han Bing's figure nearly became an afterimage.

Even though Qin Yu had given it his all, the distance between them kept shrinking.

Eighty meters....

Fifty meters....

"Hmph, just you wait, I'm going to break all three of your legs first, then strip you naked and hang you in the bustling center of the East Sea for everyone to enjoy a good look!"

Han Bing said coldly.

As the leader of the seventh unit, her status was extremely prestigious; even members of the Tang Family would treat her with utter respect.

For over twenty years, she had never been flirted with by a man, and the raging fury in her heart was about to burst through her crown, wishing she could tear Qin Yu into pieces.

"Then come and catch me if you can!"

Qin Yu, admittedly less speedy than Han Bing, had one advantage: an intimate knowledge of the urban village's layout.

Seeing a large bathhouse up ahead, he dove straight in.