Dozens of men, some already chasing someone far away, some stopped upon hearing screams, looked this way and started walking towards the scene.
But as they walked, suddenly, whether those who had gone far or those who had turned back, one by one they either squatted or fell, clutching their knees and wailing nonstop.
And not a single skewer remained in Gu Zhiqi’s hands.
Gu Zhiqi leisurely pulled out a piece of tissue from her pocket and meticulously wiped her hands.
The people around were outright stunned.
Looking at Gu Zhiqi, then at the dozen or so brawny men fallen on the ground, their eyes were blank, staring dumbly at Gu Zhiqi.
Someone in the crowd shouted a warning.
Only to see, the big man who had recovered from the pain and pulled out the skewer got up, swung his fist and smashed it towards Gu Zhiqi’s head while cursing, "Bitch."
Everyone was tense, just by looking at the man’s fist, they felt as if they could foresee the slender girl being knocked down with one punch.
The gust of wind passed by her ear, Gu Zhiqi slightly leaned back and dodged the brawny man’s punch.
With a boom, the brawny man’s screams echoed once again.
The man, who appeared to weigh at least 250 pounds, was knocked to the ground by Gu Zhiqi’s punch, clutching his stomach and howling, unable to get up no matter how he tried.
The people around were dumbfounded once more.
"Good job!" Someone cheered, and the stunned crowd snapped back to reality as thunderous applause and cheers followed.
Just then, the brawny man’s companions arrived.
Seeing this, the expressions on people’s faces changed again, and their hearts tightened once more.
The little girl was so thin and frail—it was one thing to knock down one brawny man, but it was quite another to fight against a group of them.
A dozen strong men surrounded Gu Zhiqi.
"Was it you who struck earlier?" A burly man asked Gu Zhiqi, speaking Xia Country’s accented language with a sneer.
"Boss, this girl looks good. Let’s not hit her too hard, we can take her back later for the brothers to have some fun," a man next to the leader suggested with a smirk.
As the man spoke, the dozen strong men looked at Gu Zhiqi with a sudden change in their eyes, their lustful intent unhidden.
The man spoke loudly and even though he used F language, most of the people present understood.
Some despised the group of men fiercely, some sympathized with Gu Zhiqi, some were just there to watch the show, and others eyed Gu Zhiqi with naked desire.
In Chinatown, Xia Country people were not uncommon, but Gu Zhiqi was undoubtedly the most eye-catching with her delicate and stunning beauty, breathtaking at first glance and even more so upon closer inspection.
Strangely enough, no one had noticed the overly delicate girl earlier.
Against the various leering looks, Gu Zhiqi lazily half-closed her eyes, a hint of icy viciousness flickering within, as she regarded the group in front of her.
The gang of strong men didn’t move first—the girl did.
The man who had just uttered obscenities hadn’t even reacted before being kicked in the face.
After kicking the man, Gu Zhiqi held a skewer in her hand and jabbed it hard into his cheek, piercing through one side of his face to the other.
"Ah!" The man screamed, clutching his face.
Before he could react, he received a fierce kick to the stomach and fell to the ground, unable to rise again.
From the moment Gu Zhiqi made her move to the man being completely downed, it took but a few seconds; the man’s companions were stunned and didn’t react.
Only after the man screamed and fell did the group snap out of it. Seeing this, the leader gave an order and the rest moved, closing in on Gu Zhiqi.