Half an hour later, the restaurant door was once again slammed open, and a group of twenty or so burly men stormed in, cursing loudly.
"Which damn woman hit my man?! Who? Get out here!" A bald man in black grabbed Xiao Li, furious, "Was it you? Was it you?"
An iron fist the size of a bowl was raised, accompanied by a rush of wind, aimed at Xiao Li's face. Xiao Li screamed, and Ah Ming held her tightly in his arms.
Suddenly, a slender, plain hand reached out from the side, softly grasping the iron fist. Though the hand appeared gentle, it firmly locked the man's hand, rendering him helpless!
The bald man was shocked; he had trained! Who was this woman?
"I am the one who hit your brother!"
It's her!
The bald man widened his eyes, initially assuming it was someone clueless who bullied his underlings, but now seeing this woman's demeanor was anything but ordinary!
Something's wrong! This woman isn't just anyone!
