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Chapter 021 Chun - The Taste of Medicine 3

"Of course..." Wu Ruoman smiled evilly, and his cold aura instantly spread.

They were intercepted in a small area, surrounded by tough men, but they were just gangsters with no substance outside.

Wu Ruoman sat on the stool following the invitation from the man, narrowed his phoenix eyes and glanced at the two glasses of wine around and on the table.

"Beauty, I'm giving you a face... I just chose one of the two glasses of wine to toast." The man's hand felt very comfortable lifting Wu Ruoman's black thin spinning skirt. His hand was still touching Wu Ruoman's thighs and gradually deepening.

Wu Ruoman picked a glass of wine with one hand, and quickly grabbed the man's unscrupulous hand with the other hand. He turned around, threw the man over his shoulder with one hand, and threw the man directly to the ground. The wine in the goblet was unbalanced, and no drop was exposed in the glass. The gangsters around saw that their boss was cruelly thrown to the ground and mumbled, and they all looked at each other and rushed towards Wu Ruoman.

A cold smile on the corner of his lips, kicked the stool he was sitting back, and he spiraled around in the air, swung his elegant long legs, and a pair of sharp high heels left scratches on the face of every gangster.

Her movements happened to be seen by Ou Jijue who walked out of the private room and Shao Chenyi, and their faces were full of surprise. She actually knew how to do kung fu! Shao Chenyi wanted to go out to help, but was pulled back by Ou Jijue.

Wu Ruoman landed steadily. In order to save his life, all the gangsters did not hesitate to give their dignity that belonged to men, and knelt down in front of Wu Ruoman for mercy. Yuanyuan cooperated to take out a large bag of chun-drug that had been looted from the man and handed it to Wu Ruoman respectfully.

"Chun-Pharm?" Wu Ruoman sneered, his aura was once cold, "You are really bold enough."

"Beauty, we were wrong, just spare us!" They not only knelt down, but also kept kowtowing. The dignity of men disappeared.

A cold smile climbed up to his beautiful face, "Give you aside? Yes!" Wu Ruoman gently picked up the goblet in his hand, walked gracefully to the man's side, and knelt down with one foot. He cleverly grabbed the man's chin, grabbed his nails hard into his flesh, pressed the wine glass against the man's lips, and poured it down desperately until there was no drop of wine in the wine glass. Wu Ruoman knocked the wine glass to the ground, and then broke it. He took the broken pieces and cut it hard on the man's face, and then cut it down, "Does the chun-drug taste good?"

The man did not answer, he only felt that the blood on his body had been almost exhausted, and a bloody liquid flowed down his face.

"See if you dare to take advantage of me? Hum?" Wu Ruoman stood up, threw the glass in her hand away in disgust, and looked at a group of 16-17-year-old gangsters kneeling coldly, "Tell me! Who sent you here?"

"I...we don't know." The gangsters were trembling when she stared at them. They knew very well that this woman was terrifying and they couldn't afford to mess with her.

"Don't know?" Wu Ruoman grinned slightly, "It's okay. Yuanyuan, give them no one a glass of wine with chun-medicine, and then lock them up. Let them taste the pain that desire-burn-burn, but no one can relieve."

"Don't..." The gangsters were scared when they heard this, and their voices were trembling, "We said...we said."

Wu Ruoman raised her eyebrows slightly, narrowed her eyes, and signaled them to continue.

"It's a woman."

Woman? Very good. Wu Ruoman has taken on this woman. Let her know who it is. She will never let her live. She proudly threw away the man who was burning and the gangster who was extremely panicked and left.
Chapter completed!
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