Cannot bear it anymore, no need to bear it again.

  Some local tyrants are a group of guys who bully the good and fear the evil, they flatter the powerful, but beat and kick the weak according to their mood, of course, collecting taxes is also based on their mood.

  Among them, a relatively domineering hooligan pulled down the old strong man's waist pouch and put it to his ear, shaking it twice to hear how many copper coins were inside. Finally, he couldn't help but look at the old strong man with disappointment, his face twisted in a scowl, "You old thing, you only have this little bit, and you dare to mix here?"

  An old, sturdy Han Chinese man, with a nose full of snot and tears in his eyes, begged: "Please, please return the money to my little old self. My little old self's partner is bedridden at home due to illness, and this money was meant for buying medicine for them. Please have mercy on us poor commoners!"

  "Let's go!" the ruffian leader cursed and gave a signal to his companions.

  He didn't want to give up the money that had saved his life, so the old man suddenly fell to the ground and grabbed the feet of the rascal, tears streaming down his face. "Please, please return the money to my child, I beg of you!"

  "Get out!" With a kick, the ruffian sent the old man tumbling to the ground and turned to leave. But his path was blocked by a cold, green-clad figure. He looked up to see a woman with an unusual outfit and a spirited demeanor, and his eyes lit up with lust. "Hey little girl, where are you from? You're really beautiful, not just any kind of beauty!"

  Tang Lin coldly stared at the beggar, stretching out her palm, "Hand over your money pouch!"

  The hooligan leader sneered and became arrogant, "What's it to you?"

  "I won't give in, and I'll make sure you're bedridden for half a year!" Tang Lin said with a fierce tone, her eyes remaining icy and sharp.

  "Hmph," the bandit leader sneered, raising his money bag with a hint of disdain in his tone. "I say to this beauty from a foreign land, if you have the skills, come and try to snatch it! If you succeed, it's yours!"

  Cannot bear it anymore, no need to bear it again.

  Suddenly, Tang Lin lifted her leg and stretched out her hand to grab the shoulder of the rascal, bowing his waist down. Her legs fiercely kicked his lower body's vital spot, then she pushed him backwards.

  Out of the blue, the thug was suddenly attacked and fell to the ground after being pushed by Tang Lin. Immediately, the bones in his back cracked, and he covered his vital parts while sweating profusely and screaming in pain, "Ah——"

  At the sound, other thugs turned their heads to look back and saw that their leader was knocked down by a young woman. They drew out their weapons and rushed up, "Brothers, let's go together!"

  Looking at the situation in front of her, Tang Lin narrowed her dangerous eyes and hooked up a dangerous arc at the corner of her lips.

  Just as Lao Zhuang Han stood up and looked over, Tang Lin kicked out with one long leg, kicking the first rushing Di Zhu's arm, and thus, the knife in Di Zhu's hand fell lightly to the ground.

  "Today I, Tang Lin, will properly teach you bunch of bastards a lesson," saying that, Tang Lin quickly walked over, like the devil descending, with an explosive burst of violent energy.

  In the blink of an eye, Tang Lin was fighting with a group of thugs. She effortlessly defeated them with her cool and perfect moves, leaving them lying on the ground, unable to get up again.

  Gradually, the surrounding area was packed with spectators, all applauding and cheering.

  Not far behind the crowd, two figures in white and blue appeared, who were none other than Yu Sheng Jun and Yu Zi Chen, who had come out in disguise. Seeing the situation of being surrounded here, they exchanged a glance and immediately walked quickly towards this side.