174: A Night of Terror, Snatched from the Jaws of Death (Second Update) _1

Ni Yang's words had just fallen when one of them noticeably hesitated, raising his head to look at Ni Yang.

His eyes were sharp as a sword, making it somewhat hard to breathe. In the moonlight, you could vaguely see a pale face.

Ni Yang lightly raised her eyebrows.

In her past life, she had seen a photo of her senior martial brother. This man was not him.

At this moment, a thug armed with a steel pipe suddenly rushed towards them!

Under the moonlight, the steel pipe glinted frostily. If one were hit in the head with it, their brains would scatter all over the place, they would be killed on the spot.

Ni Yang didn't give the thug a single glance before she suddenly kicked up, hitting the thug's jaw.

"Bang!"

The thug's figure instantly fell to the ground, his steel pipe flung into the air by the ruthless force.

Ni Yang, seemingly devoid of any thought, casually reached out and accurately caught the steel pipe that was falling from mid-air.

Her actions were incredibly cool.