Fu Shaoqian's hired gang members watched the scene unfold and quickly got into their cars and fled. This girl was too terrifying; it was better to run away fast.
Ye Siao had never expected that when the door opened, such a scene would await him: his apparently delicate younger sister had knocked out everyone.
Looking at those inside who had truly been beaten miserably, it was evident that each punch landed with a solid hit, and every kick struck a vulnerable spot, yet she had managed to spare their lives perfectly well.
At that moment, his sister was sweetly smiling while sipping beer, her smile seemingly pure and innocent. With childish naivety, it was impossible to associate her with the demon who had beaten up those people.
