Taking advantage of the environment, the swift movement began, slipping out of the illuminated area. If Yin Sufan couldn't see God and herself, it would become her home game.
The good families, following the other's movements, kept shaking their flashlights, but the opponent was so fast that they couldn't follow into the bookstore.
Yin Sufan also needed to grasp the timing, realizing the other's intentions.
Before crashing into her opponent's body, Yin Sufan clenched her fists and ran towards them.
She had to overpower them quickly to end the fight. The more time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it became for Yin Sufan.
After a rough lesson, Yin Sufan's punches were fierce, the opponent couldn't scramble up and had to quickly duck for cover.
"Hmph, do you think you can avoid this?" Seeing Yin Sufan's silver glare, the opponent prepared to dodge to the side, their face growing cold.
