บท 102: Is Your Leg Alright Now?

Shen Hanxing seized the opportunity and rolled on the ground, dodging the blockade of the steel pipes by her side. Then, with a somersault, she flipped the steel pipe from above and hit the crotch of the person behind her.

Caught off-guard, his vulnerable spot was attacked. His expression was extremely ugly. His mouth was wide open, and his eyes were about to pop out from the pain. He cried out silently.

Thinking of the dangerous situation she had been in just now, Shen Hanxing's eyes were filled with coldness. She struck a few more times, hitting the same spot. She showed no mercy as she struck the rod.

When Shen Hanxing had calmed down, there was only the mournful wail coming from Big Buddha Zhao.

"Don't-don't hit me anymore! I won't run, don't hit me anymore!"

Big Buddha Zhao had lived in luxury for so many years. He was no longer the small fry hooligan who dared to fight and risk his life.