Someone laughed so hard they stamped their feet: "To die under a peony is charming indeed, brother, go for it!"
Zun Zun smirked and said coolly from the sidelines, "That's up to you, just remember, I won't intervene if a woman hits a man, but if a man hits a woman, he's making an enemy of me, Gu ZhiZun."
Hearing this, the guy who was laughing with his hands on his hips suddenly froze.
Qingqing's gaze could really kill someone, and she knew martial arts. Thinking of his own life, he relented, "Alright, I give up." Then he patted the troublemaker next to him, "To die under a peony is charming indeed, brother, now it's your turn."
The other guy cracked his knuckles, "Coward, let me do it!"
At this moment, Qingqing had a very short toothpick clamped between her lips, her lips pressed tight, her gaze sharp as a knife. The guy approached but felt a chill. Before he could get any closer, Qingqing moved, grabbed one of his arms, and with a crack, dislocated it!
