Gu Xiaoxi turned and walked toward the few men who were about to blow their tops, "Stay put. I'm cleaning up the battlefield now and claiming the spoils of war!"
Qian Jiangjiang sneered, raised the weapon in his hand, and aimed it at Gu Xiaoxi, "If you have the guts, come and get them yourself!"
After all, they were all destined to be eliminated, so there was no need to worry about more. Even if they couldn't do anything to Gu Xiaoxi, they still wanted to give her a good lesson. Otherwise, she might really think that the sky was as high as she saw it and the earth as thick as she imagined.
Carrying her knapsack on her back, Gu Xiaoxi strode toward them. However, as soon as she approached, they started throwing punches. They threw their fists without any mercy.