Eighty-eight, scared

Lin Yu received a call from Zhao Ji and then left the courtyard to meet him at the designated spot.

Seeing Zhao Ji with a face full of injuries, Lin Yu was taken aback for a moment, "How did you get hurt like this?"

"I got beaten up, by that little girl you asked me to deal with. She had a message for you, said she would come find you," Zhao Ji couldn't help but shiver at the thought of Luo Shu. Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to provoke Luo Shu again, she was just too ruthless!

"She did this? Alone?" Lin Yu asked in surprise. Zhao Ji, a street thug, how could he possibly be beaten by a feeble young girl? There must have been someone else helping.

"Two people, but only she moved. Sss!" As Zhao Ji spoke, he carelessly touched his face injury, causing him to gasp in pain. He was lucky that only Luo Shu had attacked him, if that man had also made a move, would he still be alive now?

Lin Yu frowned, "Is she really that formidable?"