Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

Several figures gathered together, all staring at Jia Zhang who was not far away, their eyes revealing undisguised gloating and malice.

"Do you think she will be beaten to the point of kneeling down and begging for mercy?" At this moment, a woman spoke first, with a mocking smile on her face and a voice full of anticipation. The smile was particularly dazzling in the dim light, and the slightly raised corners of her mouth seemed to be a bit sharp. She knew very well the methods of those who were about to take action. In her imagination, the miserable state that Jia Zhang would face next was already clearly visible. When she thought of this, she felt an inexplicable pleasure in her heart.

"Don't even think about kneeling down and begging for mercy. You'll probably be beaten to a pulp." The others also laughed, one after another. The laughter echoed in this small space, becoming increasingly harsh, like a group of jackals waiting for their prey to fall into a trap, eager to enjoy the bloody scene that was about to take place. They all knew in their hearts that the guys who wanted to attack Jia Zhang were not good people. They were always cruel and merciless. As long as they were provoked, they would definitely not give up easily.

As for Jia Zhang, her actions were already seen as a blatant challenge to their status. In this small circle, status is like life, and it cannot tolerate any infringement. If they back down now, no one else in the room will listen to them in the future. How can they establish their authority? How can they control the situation? Therefore, no matter what, Jia Zhang can't avoid the beating today.

As Jia Zhang said those words without knowing whether to live or die, the atmosphere instantly became more tense, as if an invisible electric current was running through the air, making everyone inexplicably excited and nervous. At this moment, five more people slowly walked out from the shadows around them. They were all rubbing their hands, with fierce light flashing in their eyes, staring at Jia Zhang like hungry wolves in the dark night staring at their prey.

Seeing this, Jia Zhang's heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran up from the soles of her feet to her heart. She subconsciously took a few steps back, her steps were a little flustered, and she almost stumbled and fell to the ground. Her eyes were full of fear, and beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead, sliding down her cheeks. In this tense atmosphere, the sweat beads seemed to carry the taste of fear. Even if she was usually slow to react, she realized at this moment that she was about to face a disaster and would inevitably be beaten.

"What are you doing? If you do something, you will have to report it and the punishment will be increased." Jia Zhang tried to intimidate them with words, but her trembling voice betrayed her inner fear. Although her words were a warning, they sounded more like a weak plea. Her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes frantically swept across the faces of several people, hoping to see a hint of hesitation or retreat, but all she saw was an increasingly cold and disdainful look.

"Well, I'll give you all the money." Jia Zhang seemed to have grabbed the last straw and hurriedly threw her package on the ground.

However, they were unmoved at this moment, and their faces were still indifferent and playful. "It's too late to throw it away now." One of them said with a smirk, and that smile was full of ridicule, as if Jia Zhang's behavior was so childish and ridiculous in their eyes. The others also laughed, and the laughter was mixed with contempt, which made Jia Zhang's face flush red, and she felt ashamed and afraid.

"I've already given you everything, what else do you want?" Jia Zhang was so anxious that she almost cried, her voice was sobbing, her eyes were red, and tears were rolling in her eyes. "I really don't have any money on me." As she said this, she turned her pockets over in a panic to show them, the action looked extremely awkward, and her hands were shaking constantly, to prove that she was really penniless and had nothing else to give.

But these people would not give up easily. They were waiting for this opportunity to teach Jia Zhang a lesson. "Teach her a lesson." With this order, they rushed over like hungry tigers. One of them was slightly taller and very agile. He took a step forward and grabbed Jia Zhang's arm, twisted it hard, and then threw Jia Zhang to the ground with a clean back throw. Jia Zhang felt dizzy and her head was buzzing. She was dizzy and before she could recover, the feet of others fell like raindrops.