The National Director is Mr. Perfect - Chapter 23

Chapter 23: 023 Provoked a Hard Stubble!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

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They dared to come for revenge?

Seems like the beating was too light!

Jun Ci snorted in her heart, but she looked at the group of people indifferently. “Yang Chengpeng called you guys here?”

Her tone was languid, as though she did not care nor expect anything of them.

It was the sort of tone that made people feel angered when they heard it.

The group laughed.

Although they had not brought any weapons, they frequently fought with bare fists, and there were more than 10 of them.

They could all take turns to give a punch, and this small body might not even last through half of them.

Why would they not dare to be tyrannical?

“We are not trash like Yang Chengpeng!”

Someone who seemed to be acting as the leader walked out and stared straight at Jun Ci.

As though he was the big brother, his words were filled with disdain.

With a wave of his hand, the people started to surround Jun Ci.

Passersby who saw all hid around to watch.

Some unafraid to die even took out their phones and started recording.

This was the result of a school situation with many hoodlums around.

It was a common occurrence.

The people who lived nearby were also used to it.

Even when they knew that killing and beating was illegal, ordinary folks were afraid of being implicated, or having their family implicated.

So no one dared to care too much.

That was the society now.

Jun Ci looked at the hoodlums approaching her. Before they were even close, she was able to smell a rancid and nauseating odor.

It was almost summer, but they did not even know how to shower themselves properly!

Jun Ci could no longer endure it. She had an extremely strong mysophobia, and an obsession with cleanliness.

Without waiting for the hoodlums to get close, Jun Ci unleashed a kick.

It was the same with Yang Chengpeng – one kick was enough to cause someone to temporarily lose their fighting strength.

Everyone was stunned when they saw a figure being sent flying with a kick.

But the group of boys were unlike Yang Chengpeng’s brothers – they reacted quickly and pounced over.

They wanted to win with numbers.

Jun Ci’s eyes flashed with a cold light as she remained calm.

Her petite build could not be compared to the group of people, but she was filled with flexibility and agility.

Within just a few moments, all of them were thrown out even before they could reach her.

She clearly had a weak build, but her punches were extremely powerful.

Every move she had made during the exchange looked as though they had come from movies. Everyone around her was reduced to lying on the floor.

The hoodlums’ moans and groans became her perfect battle music.

All of the spectators were stunned, and even those who were idly standing by to watch had all rushed out their phones to videotape the fight.

“Holy shit, that’s awesome – too awesome.”

“Are they filming a show? Oh my god!”

“What show? Look at that group of people who can’t even crawl back up anymore. It must have been extremely painful…”

“This is my first time witnessing someone who can fight so well!!”

“Oh my, this brat is really capable!”

There were even screams from aunties as they cupped their faces, their hearts beating as though they had returned to their youth.

The uncles that watched on were sweating profusely.

A group of 10 or so hoodlums was resolved in a matter of minutes.

Jun Ci’s eyes landed on the person that had started talking.

This time, as his eyes looked at Jun Ci’s sinister eyes, cold beads of perspiration started flowing down.

Damn it, this time, we have really provoked a hard stubble!