One hammer per crybaby!
Gao Neng watched Jin Lingling get closer and closer, the impulse in his heart growing stronger.
'Should I take down Jin Lingling and the three high school thugs first? Then go take down that old lady in makeup? If I do that, I'll have a five-kill count.'
'Wait!'
'Something doesn't seem right...'
'I have no idea what that pointy-eared woman's power level is. What if I fight her head-on... and can't win? It wouldn't just be me in danger; Jin Lingling and these crybabies would probably die here too.'
'One guy and four girls!'
"Help me… Classmate Gao Neng!" Jin Lingling had already lunged in front of Gao Neng. At the same time, her foot conveniently slipped, and her body went limp as she collapsed before him.
This fall was so…
'Fake!'
