Blood stained the secretary's palm, a single chopstick piercing through it, with drops of blood sliding down the chopstick.
Bai Tingxun: "..."
...That's quite intense.
Rong Zhi braced against the table and stood up, President Wang quickly moved his hips backward to retreat, only to be slammed fiercely in the waist and abdomen by a knee whizzing by.
"Ahhh!!"
The young man bent his knee to hit his abdomen, then instantly straightened his leg to kick him in a certain direction with fierce, ruthless movements, oppressive yet cold.
Meanwhile, Bai Tingxun quickly ran over to lock the door.
Rong Zhi glimpsed at her from the corner of his eye, saying nothing.
Each of them took one.
Don't be fooled by Bai Tingxun's seemingly harmless appearance; when it came to fighting, Rong Zhi suddenly realized she had learned Muay Thai.
After that, Rong Zhi didn't make a move; it was basically Bai Tingxun crushing them single-handedly.
Half an hour later.
