Fortunately, Wang Ping also saw that Du Jun's brother was indeed merciful. He kept his hands hanging on the side and did not punch. Instead, he relied on his legs to move forward and retreat to attack.

In this way, the two of them fought fiercely. Although it looked thrilling, it was not life-threatening. Ye Hui was able to protect himself from brother Du Jun's kick, and he could still fight within ten moves.

Five or six more moves.

The two of them had been fighting for about seven or eight minutes. Du Jun's brother suddenly speeded up the pace and shouted in a deep voice: "Be careful, I'm going to use my hands."

Ye Hui was shocked to see that he could still talk while being distracted during the fierce fight. She was distracted and her hands and feet couldn't help but slow down a bit. Before she could catch up, Du Chuan, who used both hands in the first move, grabbed her by the throat.

As soon as his breath was suffocated, he was immediately knocked to the ground by Du Chuan.

Seeing that Du Chuan had avenged everyone, the surrounding gangsters suddenly burst into cheers.

Du Chuan shouted with a dark face: "There is nothing to be proud of in defeating a little girl, just shut up!"

Ye Hui fell to the ground and waited for a few minutes before getting up. He knew that if Du Chuan had been hostile to her, she would have died seven or eight times ago. At this time, when she recalled what her father had taught her, she realized that what he said was true.

Those uncles probably gave way to her when they were sparring with her before, but she was still too young.

Wang Ping hurriedly ran over to help Ye Hui up, but Ye Hui still didn't appreciate it and didn't want Wang Ping's help. He gritted his teeth and stood up by himself. Wang Ping knew her character, but Bin didn't take it seriously, but felt grateful.

Although Ye Hui's love for her was a big mistake, Wang Ping was still very grateful to Ye Hui for being willing to help a classmate who had no words to speak to.

"Thank you." Wang Ping said to Ye Hui very seriously.

Ye Hui wiped the sweat from his cheeks and stared at Du Chuan standing in front: "It's nothing, I can't help you anyway." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it.
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