Chapter 407: Die a Little Slower_1

Not mentioning it was better, once she started talking, Lan Qingyun cried even more heart-wrenchingly.

Originally, she was indeed a girl with a strong competitive spirit, having always thought herself equal to any man since childhood.

Countless so-called men had been beaten by her until they cried and ran home to tell their parents.

She had never cried before, nor had she ever felt so wronged, but now she felt this injustice was truly crushing and overwhelming.

Clutching her backside, she touched a palm full of blood and yelled, "Look, I've got an arrow in my butt, and you're not only not rushing to take me to the hospital, you... you won't even let me punch you!"

"I'm a girl, how hard could my punch be?"

"You won't let me throw even one punch, can you even call yourself a man? Are you some kind of bastard?!"