A fierce-looking young man shattered a table with a punch and then, roaring, strode toward Luo Li.
Luo Li's lips curled into a scornful smile as she watched the young man charge toward her, a look of contempt in her eyes. She regarded him as if he were a mere jester, waiting for his attack to arrive.
"Humph, overestimating himself!"
Luo Li snorted coldly, her figure flashed, and she instantly appeared in front of the fierce-looking young man. She then grabbed his arm with her left hand and exerted a sudden force.
A crisp "crack" resounded, and the young man's arm was dislocated.
"Ah!" The young man writhed in unbearable pain, immediately rolling on the ground while holding his arm. He couldn't withstand the intense pain and could only keep rolling while holding his arm.
"What are you guys standing around for, get her, capture that wretched woman, today I must teach her a good lesson!"