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Ni Yang just stood there, her left hand squeezing her right, and her right pinching her left, the knuckles making “cracking” sounds. Facing the four individuals rushing towards her, her face didn’t reveal even a hint of nervousness.

She kicked out with a neat Backspin Kick, then sprung into the air, her toes landing on a thick tree trunk for leverage

Finally her toes rotated, landing squarely on the backs of the gangsters.

The scene was thrilling, just like in an action film.

“Bam-bam-bam!”

All four thugs were knocked to the ground, with one of them tumbling directly onto Wang Xiuhong and another man.

The two of them failed to dodge in time, ending up falling to the ground as well.

“All…” Wang Xiuhong’s painful groan echoed in the air.

“Who gave you the guts to mess with me?” Ni Yang demanded, stepping on the other man’s hand.

The man’s voice trembled as he glanced towards Wang Xiuhong, “It was her, it was Wang Xiuhong! We had nothing to do with this…”

Although Ni Yang was exceptionally beautiful, at that moment, she seemed like a devil to him!

A devil that had crawled out of hell.

Wang Xiuhong bit her lip tightly, sweat beading on her forehead, her eyes filled with defiance.

This useless jerk!

He was so vigorous in bed, how come he can’t even beat a woman now!

And it was five against one at that!

What now?

Instead of humiliating Ni Yang, they ended up humiliating themselves!

Ni Yang towered over Wang Xiuhong, extending a slender finger to lift her chin, forcing Wang Xiuhong to meet her gaze. Her lips moved, “Wang Xiuhong, what did 1 tell you last time?”

Ni Yang was clearly smiling, but Wang Xiuhong couldn’t detect any warmth in her smile.

Wang Xiuhong kept her lips tightly shut, refusing to say a word or beg for mercy.

Ni Yang smiled sweetly, instantly lighting up everything around her.

With a light tone, she said, “If you have forgotten, let me help you ‘remember’.” As she finished speaking, she moved her hand to Wang Xiuhong’s neck, and effortlessly lifted her off the ground.

Wang Xiuhong’s toes began to inch off the ground, her neck felt as if it was breaking, her breathing became increasingly difficult, due to the lack of oxygen, her face turned red and strange sounds were coming from her throat.

For the first time, Wang Xiuhong felt incredibly close to death, it seemed she would perish in the next moment. Terror seized her, she didn’t want to die, she was still so young…

Her legs floundered in mid-air, her hands desperately grasping Ni Yang’s wrist.

Wang Xiuhong was truly terrified.

Ni Yang, all smiles, looked at Wang Xiuhong calmly, “Do you wish to live or to die?” she asked gently.

Wang Xiuhong stared at Ni Yang with wide eyes, pleading evident in her gaze. From the strange sounds she was making, it could be vaguely made out that she was saying, “Live…I want…to live…”

Ni Yang held Wang Xiuhong in one hand effortlessly, standing tall like a queen looking down at all beings, invoking fear.

The others were so scared they were shaking.

Oh god.

Had they just messed with the king of hell?

The other man sneakily glanced at Ni Yang, realizing that she was not paying him any attention. He quickly scrambled up and bolted away.

Seeing their leader flee, the others cared not about anything else and followed suit, fleeing in abject terror.

Ni Yang didn’t bother chasing after them. She glanced at Wang Xiuhong dangling from her hand, and asked, “Will you still dare to mess with me next time?”

At this point, Wang Xiuhong could not utter a word, only shaking her head vigorously.

She wanted to live.

She would never dare to provoke Ni Yang again…

If she could go back in time, she believed she would never allow such a foolish thing to happen.

Seeing remorse plastered all over Wang Xiuhong’s face, Ni Yang finally released her grip.

“Thud.”

Wang Xiuhong tumbled to the ground, bereft of strength. She was gasping for fresh air.

The feeling of being alive was wonderful.

The ability to breathe freely felt marvellous.

At this point, the sun had started to set, and the woods echoed with the hooting of owls.

The hoots of owls sounded like human laughter, strangely eerie, making one’s hair stand on end.

Because, some said that such sounds were the cries of ghosts.

It was highly unpropitious in rural areas.

However, Ni Yang was not intimidated by these sounds. She brushed her hands off, cast a glance at Wang Xiuhong sprawled on the ground, and elegantly walked away from the woods, step by step..