Isn't this courting death?
The female student also looked up in surprise.
She saw a young lady, about the same age as herself, who had appeared behind the crowd at some point, with a face like a painting, stunningly beautiful. Just that face alone could amaze onlookers for a long time.
When had those thugs ever seen someone so beautiful? Their eyes were fixed on her, continuously swallowing their saliva.
"Yo, another one not afraid to die," the tattooed thug said with a lecherous laugh, "What's your name, little sister? Can't wait to take care of us brothers, can you?"
Upon hearing this, the other thugs let out a loud laugh, and the bulges in their trousers exposed their filthy thoughts.
Mu Qingli smiled slightly, raised her hand, and directly dumped two bowls of hot and sour noodles onto the heads of the two thugs closest to her.
"Ah!" Two screams echoed through the air immediately.