Kicking one person aside, Zhang Xiaochu couldn't afford to worry about getting hurt himself as he moved to intervene, but then he saw Bai Tang swiftly sidestep to dodge that club.
She then reached out, grabbed the opponent's arm, and with a forceful twist, a *crack* echoed—the sound of a bone breaking, followed by the guy's scream as he crumpled to the ground, the club now in Bai Tang's hand.
For a split second, Zhang Xiaochu was stunned.
"You..."
"Watch out behind you!" Bai Tang laughed, quickly stepping in front of him. She grabbed him, pulled him aside, and kicked another attacker charging at him clean off his feet.
Zhang Xiaochu smacked his lips, at a loss for how to describe his feelings at that moment.
Complicated!
But Bai Tang didn't give him any chance to dwell on it. She dropped a line with sheer dominance: "Stay put!"
As the words fell, the girl, wielding the wooden club in her hand, dove into the brawl with lightning speed. With every swing of the club, every kick, every hook punch, everyone in her path dropped one by one.
Her movements were sharp and clean, the club swinging with a mix of ease and a hint of ruthlessness.
The girl's agile form wasted no motion—every strike landed solidly on her targets.
The two underlings who had just teamed up to take down one guy were about to go after the others when they saw this bizarre scene unfold.
They froze too.
"Damn, she's insane!"
In less than three minutes, over a dozen thugs were sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain.
Bai Tang hoisted the club onto her shoulder, turned around, and faced the only one left—Zhou Xi.
Zhou Xi stared wide-eyed at the thugs his girl had taken down.
He was completely dumbfounded.
*God knows what the hell I just witnessed?*
Lifting his gaze to the girl walking toward him step by step, Zhou Xi nervously swallowed.
The girl had the club slung over her shoulder, a lazy, cocky swagger about her, looking more like a thug than he ever did.
Especially the wicked aura in her brow—it sent chills down Zhou Xi's spine.
Taking a deep breath, Zhou Xi straightened up, eyeing her warily. "What do you want? I don't hit women!"
Bai Tang smirked, a sly grin spreading across her face. "But I hit men."
Zhou Xi: "..."
"What was that you said earlier?" Bai Tang said with a smile. "That none of us would get away? Right?"
Zhou Xi stammered, "I—I didn't say anything!"
His legs trembled slightly, and he cursed inwardly. *What kind of demon is this?*
One person taking out his whole crew!
They called it a gang fight, but she'd just soloed them all!
"Still want to teach my Chu Ge a lesson? Let your Tang Jie teach you one first."
As she spoke, Bai Tang tapped the club lightly but firmly on Zhou Xi's shoulder.
Zhou Xi swallowed hard, feeling the weight and sting on his shoulder.
As the school bully, he knew how pathetic he looked right now.
But facing this girl with her sinister grin, he couldn't muster any toughness.
Glancing at his downed underlings, he realized that if he chickened out now, he'd never hold his head up among them.
Steeling himself, he grabbed the club on his shoulder, ready to fight back—but before he could make a move, a kick landed square on his stomach.
*Thud!*
Zhou Xi hit the ground face-first, a foot pressing down on his back.
Bai Tang leaned in slightly, her smile wicked. "Want to keep going?"
Zhou Xi: "..."
*Damn it, you're messing with me!*
Chu Yi, who had been watching the whole spectacle, clicked his tongue in awe. "Boss, am I hallucinating?"
"What just happened?"