The drying yard was in chaos.
These scrawny little ruffians were knocked to the ground in just a few moves.
"Daring to come to Taoyuan Village and pick on my brothers, you must be tired of living."
Xizhu cursed as he dragged them up one by one.
Kneeling in a row, they were bruised and swollen, not even daring to breathe heavily.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yifan couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"Xizhu, your kung fu has improved, worthy of being the boss of the Third Middle School."
"What boss, these wimps, I could beat ten of them when I was in elementary school."
Xizhu's fierce gaze swept over the thugs.
They were so scared that none of them dared to speak.
They didn't hit Qian Jiahao today, but at least they made up for it with these guys.
"You bastards without fathers to teach you, the windows I just cleaned got smashed!"
Xu Fengxian cursed with her hands on her hips, full of resentment.
