Before Lu Yan could move, An dashed up and sent the guy flying for three meters with a kick.
The guy held his chest and didn't get up.
"Ouch! Come and see… They hit me."
The guy decided to take the chance and accuse them of hitting him. More and more people stopped and came to watch.
"You started it. How can you accuse us?" Indignantly, An tried to reason with the guy.
But the guy wouldn't listen; he grabbed the excuse to reverse the trend.
Even if he was fine, he wouldn't get up.
"Don't want to get up? Good… I'll help you."
With a grin, Lu Yan walked over, and An had a bad feeling about it.
Sure enough, Lu Yan walked to the side of the man and kicked him hard.
Snap! The man could hear his ribs breaking.
"Ahh…" The man screamed like a pig being butchered.
Then she stepped on the man's kneecap and stomped. With a crack, the right knee broke.