"Don't push your fucking luck! You little bitch, we gave you face, didn't we?" The lead bully leaped forward, landing right in front of Chun Mian. At the same time, she raised a heavy hand, aiming a slap straight at Chun Mian's small face.
The other girls naturally weren't going to be outdone. Rubbing their fists in anticipation, they closed in. They had waited for this opportunity for three days. Their rage Qi meters were fully charged, and they had just been waiting for this exact moment to strike!
Facing their offensive, Chun Mian didn't panic in the slightest. Instead, she let out a mocking laugh. "Even if ten of you stacked together, you still wouldn't be enough for me to play with."
That remark completely drew their aggro. The girls weren't just being rough anymore; they launched their attack directly, their mouths spewing a barrage of curses. Of course, it was just the same repetitive insults—nothing pleasant to hear.
