The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 310: Bullying the Weak (2nd Update)_1

Chapter 310: Chapter 310: Bullying the Weak (2nd Update)_1

The two men had not expected a village girl to be so formidable; they were overwhelmed in just a few moves and could only lie on the ground wailing.

Not until both men were simultaneously struck to the ground, begging for mercy with tears and snot, did Yang Ruxin finally stop. She glanced at the Black Gold Whip in her hand, which she had taken from Zhao Feihu’s house. Both Gu Qingheng and Gu Yao had said that this whip was extremely precious, impervious to water and fire, and even able to extend and retract. She had practiced with it a few times when she had spare moments in the past few days, and now it seemed it truly obeyed her will.

Gu Yao had also said that once her basic skills were solid enough, he would teach her a set of whip techniques. However, for dealing with these people, fancy techniques were unnecessary; random whipping was more than sufficient.

"Miss, we won’t dare to do it again..." The leader, with a weasel-like face, although not hit by the whip, felt his arm was about to be useless, and pleaded with a grimace, "Please spare us... "

"Who sent you?" Yang Ruxin applied pressure, "If you tell me, I’ll spare you this once, but if you conceal anything, I’ll cripple you—don’t believe me..." She suddenly flicked the whip.

The leader, grimacing in pain, hurriedly nodded, "I’ll tell, I’ll tell everything..."

Yang Ruxin just threw him to the ground.

They swiftly revealed everything about their employer, and in the end, the leader even took out a silver ingot, "We were promised two, here’s one for now, and one when the job is done."

"So, it’s her," Yang Ruxin smiled, glancing over the three men, "What are your names?"

"Miss, my name is Qian Er, and I had a brother named Qian Da, but I heard from my mother that he died when he was two..." Qian Er said, glancing at his two subordinates, "The one with the light complexion is called Liang Zi, the dark one is called Chengzi..."

Liang Zi and Chengzi hurried to nod and bow in front of Yang Ruxin, repeatedly indicating their submission.

Yang Ruxin nodded, "You really are a fool, but with your skills, you still have the audacity to rob homes?"

"Miss, we wouldn’t dare rob homes," said Qian Er with a face full of dejection, "We usually just bully the weak..." Little did they know, today they had stumbled upon a "weakling."

"A bunch of grown men bullying the weak, have you no shame?" Yang Ruxin raised her hand and smacked the leader’s forehead, then kicked Liang Zi and Chengzi one by one.

The three men obediently stood still, not daring to move, but they exchanged covert glances.

"Miss, we really won’t dare again in the future," cried Qian Er, covering his head, "Truly, truly." He stepped forward, "If there is a next time..." He glanced at the other two, "We surely won’t die well..." Suddenly, he lunged at Yang Ruxin.

The other two followed suit and rushed at her as well.

The three men couldn’t believe that three grown men couldn’t handle a single girl; they had simply underestimated her before.

The corner of Yang Ruxin’s mouth curled; she knew these three wouldn’t give in so easily, so she had been cautious all along. However, she now decided to scare them a bit and immediately vanished into her space.

The three men stumbled into empty space.

"Where did she go?" Qian Er looked around in terror.

"Don’t know," swallowed Liang Zi, his face turning even paler.

"Could it be... a ghost?" Chengzi’s voice was trembling as he quickly moved closer to Qian Er.