No sooner had the words left his mouth than a group of people rushed at him.
Gu Tingyun kicked the first attacker, snatched the iron rod from his hand, held it, and swiftly knocked away all the iron rods the others had in their hands.
"Ao!"
The thugs' right hands were as if crippled, both painful and numb, so they simply gave up using the rods and resorted to using their fists.
But their fists were nowhere near as hard as Little Princess's, and each punch from her broke a hand.
Soon, the only ones left standing in the alley were Gu Tingyun and Helian Qiao.
The ground was covered with thugs, some clutching their arms, others their stomachs, and some cradling their heads.
Without exception, all were grimacing and groaning in pain.
Little Princess effortlessly defeated the enemies, feeling extremely pleased.
She walked up to the leader, raised her foot onto his body, hands on her hips, her small chin up, a look of disdain on her face, "Give up!"