Before she could react, Sun Zhe suddenly stood up and lifted her from the ground.
Xiaoxi's heart trembled, knowing she had made a mistake, and wanted to make amends. She immediately raised her right knee towards Sun Zhe's stomach.
However, Sun Zhe's other hand promptly reached out, using his palm to firmly block her knee.
"Little Beaker, I felt something off with you since you came in, you have a peculiar scent on you."
Xiaoxi's eyes were filled with murderous intent, she struggled fiercely, but Sun Zhe's hand was like a giant iron clamp, making it impossible for her to break free.
The more she struggled, the tighter Sun Zhe gripped her wrist, almost crushing her wrist bones!
"Bang!"
As she was struggling, her stomach suddenly took a heavy punch, a strange fist force mixed with slight electric currents instantly spread throughout her internal organs, causing intolerable pain that immediately made her lose her strength to resist.
