Chapter 338 Petal-Shaped Birthmark

After several exchanges, Sang Qian knew that the opponents had come prepared and all knew martial arts. In a prolonged battle, she would inevitably be overwhelmed.

Just then, her phone in her pocket rang again.

But at that moment, she had no time to answer the call, and could only let the phone keep ringing incessantly.

Forcefully resisting was definitely not an option. When there was such a disparity in strength, the best strategy was to flee, but the opposing side was on high alert, and with their numbers, even if she focused all her energy on facing the enemy, she couldn't find a chance to slip away.

After several bouts of close combat, she gradually became exhausted and was soon subdued by them.

The man who tried to steal Sang Qian's bag was punched in the face by Sang Qian. He pressed his tongue against his bleeding lip, spat out a mouthful of blood, and gestured to his cohorts with a jerk of his chin, "Take her away."