Song Ziyi glanced at God Z and Mumu and sneered. âThis has nothing to do with you. Mind your own business, or I will beat all of you up!â
His men then stood in front of the ZH1 team members.
Song Ziyiâs eyes darted to Lin Yan, who stood a short distance away. âLook at how cowardly and useless this man is. Lass, be with me instead. If you make me comfortable, you will definitely stand to earn benefits.â
Lin Yanâs eyes gleamed coldly.
She inhaled deeply to calm herself down. She had promised herself to never fight again... She didnât want to have anything to do with those horrible memories of her old self.
âWhy? Are you unwilling?â Song Ziyi noticed that Lin Yan was quiet and sneered aloud. âThen I shall beat him up until you beg me on your knees.â
The moment Song Ziyi finished speaking, he shot a meaningful glance at his men.
At his signal, the group of young men surrounded Pei Yutang and began to wallop him.
âSong Ziyi... Just you wait. Iâm going to kill you one day!â Pei Yutang yelled non-stop as he cursed and swore.
âGet away from him!â Song Ziyi, who was mutinous, darted forward. He grabbed a fistful of Pei Yutangâs hair and slapped him hard repeatedly.
The corners of Pei Yutangâs mouth were bleeding.
...
âSlap!â
Suddenly, Lin Yan appeared beside Pei Yutang as she grabbed Song Ziyiâs hand.
âOh, whatâs the matter? B*tch, did you change your mind?â Song Ziyi eyed Lin Yan with a smirk.
Lin Yan ignored Song Ziyiâs words and moved her right arm a little. Her eyes were cold and aloof right now.
âWhat are you doing?â Song Ziyi narrowed his eyes.
At his words, Lin Yan moved her arm.
Before anyone knew what had happened, Lin Yanâs hand had landed on Song Ziyiâs plump cheek with a forceful slap.
Lin Yanâs slap carried immense force and made Song Ziyi stumble backward clumsily before he fell hard on the ground.
âBig Brother!â
Song Yaonan was stunned by the womanâs strength. Her slap could make his brother fall?
He immediately rushed forward to support Song Ziyi.
Song Ziyiâs mouth and nose were bleeding, and his face was smeared with blood.
âBig Brother! Big Brother, wake up!â Song Yaonan shouted hastily.
Song Ziyi had lost consciousness after Lin Yanâs slap.
When Song Yaonan shook him furiously, Song Ziyi finally regained consciousness. He felt excruciating pain in his body, especially around his face.
âF*ck!â
Pei Yutang, who had been shouting, stopped in surprise.
He had been slapped dozens of times, yet he wasnât in such a bad state compared to Song Ziyi.
Lin Yanâs slap had left Song Ziyi unconscious for several seconds... Plus, he was bleeding.
Was that woman a monster?
âYou! B*tch... How dare... you hit me!â Song Ziyi pointed at Lin Yan. âBeat her!â
The man nearest to Lin Yan instantly raised his fist to aim a punch at her.
No one could see clearly what Lin Yan did. However, sending those men flying away from her seemed effortless.