3142 Her Red Skirt Flapped in the Wind
The girl shouldn’t have co to the colonels’ quarters.
She didn’t belong here.
Seeing that no one said anything, Han Lu grew more arrogant.
She sneered at Feng Wu, despising the girl for using her beauty to get what she wanted.
“You’ve fallen quite low for your young age!” Han Lu continued. “I’m saying this for your own good. Be grateful!”
Gao Ya tugged at Han Lu’s sleeve. “Let’s go. She’s so young, but she’s already corrupt. Don’t waste your energy on her. She won’t listen to you.”
Wang Zhaole didn’t want to get involved, but the more he thought about what Yan Han said, the more uneasy he felt. He had co out of his room as soon as he heard the commotion outside.
Seeing Han Lu and Gao Ya picking on the new girl, Wang Zhaole frowned. Were the two veterans bullying the newcor?
“What are you doing?” Wang Zhaole glared at Han Lu. “Are you bullying our new colleague?”
“? Bullying her?” Han Lu snorted. “Wang Zhaole, are you taking her side because she’s pretty? She’s only a Level 2 Spiritual King! Why does she think she can be a colonel like us?
“I won’t have it! We worked so hard to gain badges and essence crystals. We earned every single point we redeed! We shed tears and blood for everything we earned. Rising to our current position nearly cost us our lives!
“What about her? Her capability is a joke! She has the sa rank as us because she’s pretty, she’s a sweet-talker, and she doesn’t mind sleeping around! That’s why she’s here! Do you think that’s fair?!”
One had to admit what Han Lu said was quite contagious.
When she shouted at the top of her lungs, many people around her sympathized with her.
They were all from ordinary families and had only earned this life because they had worked hard for it. However, this girl had everything handed to her on a plate because of her pretty face!
Even Wang Zhaole hesitated a little.
Feng Wu looked even calr than usual, and her voice didn’t sound disturbed either.
She stared at Han Lu and asked, “Who told you I’m a Level 2 Spiritual King?”
Han Lu smirked. “That’s not important. What’s important is I’m already doing you a favor by calling you a Level 2 Spiritual King…”
She never finished her sentence.
Suddenly, Feng Wu changed at her like a pouncing tiger.
She clenched her fist and punched Han Lu in the face.
The noise sounded like a teorite crashing into the ground.
Thump!
“Ah!”
“Sh*t!”
No one knew how Feng Wu did it.
All they saw was Feng Wu charging forward and exerting an irresistible force.
The impact made everybody stumble backward.
Han Lu flew back when the fist hit her.
The force destroyed all the plants she crashed into, and she didn’t stop until she was hundreds of ters away.
Everyone was speechless.
Their eyes widened.
Even Han Lu didn’t know what had happened.
Gao Ya was the first to react.
“Han Lu!”
She scread and ran to Han Lu’s side.
anwhile, Feng Wu was also walking toward Han Lu.
The hem of her red skirt flapped in the wind.
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