Be Our Young Lady (1)

Yun Feng wasn't a bird, but even if she were a bird, she didn't need to fly at all! Five or six people swarmed up and completely pressed Yun Feng down. Zhao Yan was restrained on the chair and could only shout in panic, "Yun Feng!" However, Qu Lanyi only smiled and didn't say anything. There wasn't any panic on his face at all. He knew her very well. Those people wanted to hurt Yun Feng? Dream on!

"Argh!" A few miserable screams were heard. The few people who had just pressed Yun Feng down fiercely were bounced off by an invisible force. Their bodies were flung out mercilessly like kites with broken strings!

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

A few sounds were heard consecutively. The people who were thrown out were lying below the ring in a mess. They moved slightly but didn't get up again. It was obvious that they were still breathing, but the force just then was indeed not light and their injuries were also very serious.