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e mohawk man smirked, “What if we don’t want to?”

Su Qiuge was silent for a moment and carefully thought about how people in TV series talked in order to appear fierce.

She expressionlessly pulled her pink hood and covered her head, two furry ears appeared on top of her hood.
The girl’s skin was white and she looked especially tender and adorable.

But her stern face seemed to spell four large words, “I’m a fierce person.”

It seems that most fierce people typically called themselves father or grandfather.

Su Qiuge said to him solemnly, “Then don’t blame this father for being impolite.”

The mohawk man and his two friends froze for a moment before they laughed.

The mohawk man grinned cheekily and said, “Oh, little sister, how will you be impolite? Punch my chest with your little fists?”

After he finished speaking, he reached out his hand with his previous intentions of pinching her face.

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But then there was a sudden sharp pain on the wrist of the hand he had reached out with.
The girl squeezed his wrist and took a step closer.
The movement was very fast and before he could change his relaxed attitude ——

She had already arrived in front of him and her knee faced his crotch before it landed heavily.

Women’s Anti-Wolf Fighting Technique #19 ——

Hit the Vitals

“F*CK —— ”

An extremely horrible scream resounded throughout the entire internet cafe instantly and all those who enjoyed trouble and gossip immediately looked towards the source.

There was a young man with a mohawk hairstyle who clutched his crotch and fell to the ground.
He rolled around with a hideous expression.

As everyone looked at this scene, they felt their crotch go cold.

The two slovenly brothers behind the mohawk man had yet to react.

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A tender girl in a pink sweater squatted down and waved her white fist at him.

“Punch your chest with my little fists?”

She took a deep breath with a straight face and gathered all of her strength before she punched the man’s chest.
The mohawk man let out another scream.

Then they heard the girl spoke in a soft and tender voice, she said word by word: “Your father today will teach you what is called ——”

“Strike, with, full, force.”