Gu Ningyue didn't fully display her skills at Shenghua Club last time, but now, not long after, they send people to her to practice on, which suits her perfectly.
However, perhaps thinking she's a fragile, wealthy lady, they didn't all attack at once.
Two or three men rushed forward to grab her hand, but they couldn't even get close.
"—Ahhhhh!" In just a moment, those two or three men were already on the ground, groaning, powerless to fight back.
The remaining people stood still, completely intimidated by Gu Ningyue's gallant and impressive presence.
She seemed so fragile, yet her strikes were swift and decisive, leaving no chance for anyone to touch her.
Someone murmured softly, "Why didn't anyone tell us she knows martial arts! Damn it!"
"How the hell would I know.." If they had known, they never would have taken this job!
Gu Ningyue's eyes flashed, the shawl she used as a weapon was already back on her shoulders: "So, are we still fighting? If so, let's talk?"
