"Come on, come at me together." Xu Ke raised a middle finger to the two men, the provocation on his face was more than obvious.
On the other side, the man's wailing came to an abrupt stop, and Lin Mengyao, panting heavily, sat directly on the ground, unable to muster any more strength to get up.
Just now, she took advantage of a distraction, using two fingers to jab into the opponent's eyes. When he let go and covered his eyes, she turned around and kicked with all her strength at the most vulnerable part of a man's body. At that moment, the only thought in her mind was not to let him get up.
Therefore, as the man writhed in pain on the floor, even though she had no strength left, she forced herself to stay conscious until he completely lost consciousness before daring to sit down and rest.
