"Hmph, just some half-baked kung fu." The man in the duckbill cap, Xu Zhao, had just dodged a door that was smashed his way. He walked towards Ji Yun in the courtyard, his face stern and his presence overwhelming!
Ji Yun glanced at the man's fists. They were broad-boned and clearly very hard, covered with calluses.
His heart sank.
This guy had training too!
And he was an adult. Although Shen Cangcang and he were high school students, their muscular strength simply couldn't match that of a trained adult!
Luckily, on the other side, Shen Cangcang was holding her own against three thugs. Given some time, she could probably knock all three of them unconscious. What she feared was that they might have accomplices on their way here.
"You better be careful, I've already called the cops," Ji Yun said to Xu Zhao, who was bearing down on him, holding his phone.