"Ah—! My hand!"
An Yiqing coldly watched Jiang Xuerou writhing on the ground in pain, her face twisted, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She slowly stood up, walked to Jiang Xuerou's side, and slowly raised her right foot.
Crack—the sound of bones shattering echoed in the empty basement. Jiang Xuerou looked at the shoe that was stepping on her right foot and screamed as she bit down.
With a cold laugh, An Yiqing tapped her toes and accurately kicked Jiang Xuerou's head, sending her directly against the wall.
Bang—Jiang Xuerou slowly slid down from the wall, vomiting a mouthful of blood. She looked at An Yiqing viciously, her face contorted.
