Where Are My Engines?

The rest of the men whipped out weapons, including baseball bats.

"Wallop her!" Song Yaonan shrieked as he supported Song Ziyi.

A second later, the group of men charged towards Lin Yan with all kinds of weapons.

Lin Yan's eyes gleamed with a hint of malice.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash.

The men holding the weapons were completely shocked as they watched Lin Yan as though she was a monster.

What had they just seen?

Were their eyes playing tricks on them?

Lin Yan had raised a fist and punched the wall behind her.

The wall had cracked and come crashing down moments later. The part Lin Yan had struck had been reduced to pieces.

"Scram."

Lin Yan scanned the group of men as she commanded them coldly.

They stole fearful glances at each other and unconsciously retreated, looking as though they had just seen a ghost.