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She could not fight, but that did not mean that she had to stand still and let that old Xue Wen woman bully her!
She was a small woman with slightly curly long hair tied into a ponytail tied behind her head, wearing a medium-long windbreaker. Her sharp eyes were sharper than blades, and coupled with her defensive posture, it was enough to make the gangster who was swinging his fist at her lose some of his courage.
An iron fist was thrown at her. Ye Qiao swung his arm, and the sharp blade became her shield. The opponent's arm just happened to be stuck on it. She swung her arm with force, and with a slash of the blade, the gangster's arm was instantly torn apart, revealing his ghastly white bones!
He was in so much pain that he stomped his feet and cried out in pain!
Even Xue Wen was dumbfounded by this scene. She had always been a pampered lady, so she had never seen such a scene. In her shock, the other gangster's arm was also injured!