Zhao Ling lay on the ground, with the Inner Guard holding down her left hand, his knee pressing on her upper abdomen, causing waves of nausea.
The next moment, she backhandedly jammed the electric baton onto the man's neck, and after a series of electric shocks, the man frothed at the mouth, trembling nonstop.
Zhao Ling pushed him aside, then three electric batons attacked her cheeks and torso.
She reached out with her right hand to block, feeling a numbing and burning pain shooting up her forearm to her neck. Zhao Ling tumbled backward, rolling over, only to be kicked in the chest as she got up and fell back to the ground again.
"You, go to the back," ordered the Inner Guard.
The three Inner Guards, not holding anything back and disregarding any technique, pounced on her like lions hunting a rabbit.
Her long hair was grabbed from behind, dragged over two meters, then a fierce foot stomped on her upper abdomen.
