บท 347: Youth in Black

Jian Ai flipped her fingers and was about to slap the four people in the air to the ground with her mental cultivation techniques.

Unexpectedly, a black shadow flashed across her eyes.

That movement technique was so fast that Jian Ai didn't even see if the person was a man or a woman. All she saw was an afterimage.

"Ah!"

"Ah…"

"Ah!"

"Ah…"

In the next second, four screams suddenly echoed. Then, with a thump, the four burly men who were flying in the air suddenly fell to the ground.

They lifted a layer of dust.

The four burly men were severely injured and were wailing on the ground. They covered their weakest body part with both hands, and their faces were covered in cold sweat from the pain.

The remaining four burly men suddenly froze. When they saw their companions' injured area, they felt their crotches tighten and instinctively clamped their legs together.