The stunned people around only heard a thud, and when the fat woman sat heavily on the tall and thin man's stomach, they faintly felt the ground shake.
"puff!"
The tall and thin man did not scream, because he could not even make a scream. When the fat woman sat heavily on his stomach, he just foamed at the mouth and his face turned pale. He could not make a sound.
That's right, he weighed only 90 pounds at most, while the obese woman in her thirties weighed nearly 200 pounds. The sheer weight could kill a person if she fell on him, not to mention that she sat on him so heavily. Foaming at the mouth was already the least serious.
Ye Jing, who was not far away, opened her mouth slightly with a look of surprise and astonishment. She had not recovered from the shock until Feng Jiu came to her side.
"How's it going? I don't even have to do it myself to deal with the person. I can vent my anger and save energy at the same time."
Feng Jiu's eyes were smiling, her chin was slightly raised, and her handsome face exuded a dazzling and flying spirit. The whole person looked so radiant and charming that some young women around her kept their eyes on her for a long time.
"call out!"
The sound of a cold weapon suddenly came with a whoosh. This sound was not prominent in the busy street. In fact, it could be said that the sound of the sharp airflow was almost drowned out by the noisy and lively sounds on the street.
Ye Jing couldn't help but smile when she heard Feng Jiu's words. Her originally depressed mood became cheerful when she saw the tall and thin man get a lesson. When she was about to speak, she saw Feng Jiu, who was smug, suddenly change her expression. Without waiting for her to ask or react, she hugged him and instantly moved back to the right.
“Swoosh! Bang!”
The sharp airflow passed by with a whoosh, and landed on the main pillar of the shop behind Fengjiu with a bang. Seeing this scene, Ye Jing's expression changed, and she was filled with fear.
She didn't even hear or notice the sound. If Fengjiu hadn't led her to avoid it, the cold weapon would have hit Fengjiu.
Feng Jiu put away the smile on her face, with a cold look in her eyes. She glanced at the hidden arrow nailed to the pillar and said to Ye Jing, "They are coming for me. You go back to the academy first."
She was thinking: Who was it? Who attacked her? The sleeve arrow was just to test her reaction, not to kill her, because she was sure that the person who shot the sleeve arrow was at least a Jindan cultivator, but the force of the sleeve arrow was only 30%.
At this moment, twelve men in black rushed out from the darkness, eight of them holding long swords, with cold light shining on them and murderous aura. Their sharp and cold gazes fell one by one on Feng Jiu, who was dressed in red.
As soon as they appeared, a fierce and terrifying murderous aura swept across the entire street. The powerful pressure instantly froze the air. The pressure of the strong man and the breath of death frightened everyone so much that they screamed in panic and crawled to a safe place to hide.
"Eight Jindan cultivators and four Yuanying powerhouses, what a big deal!" She snorted coldly, her eyes fell on the twelve people, and at the same time pushed the stunned Ye Jing behind her.
"Go!" she shouted in a low voice. If she had known that they would be ambushed and killed if they came out, she would never have brought Ye Jing out.