Liu Piaopiao waved her little pink fist, brandishing the "sweet potato" in her hand in a threatening manner. The newspaper rustled in the wind, emanating a sense of victorious smugness, and her cute little face broke into a delightful chrysanthemum smile.
"Hmph, Special Police Queen Liu Piaopiao, with her famous Dragon Capturing Hand, scared now, are you?" Liu Piaopiao let out a series of tinkling, triumphant laughter.
Lin Hai coughed dryly, marveling at how violent girls were these days. Dragon Capturing Hand indeed; it was clearly the Absolute Posterior Hand just now. No wonder she had been so confident earlier about making him strip in minutes—she indeed possessed that innate Talent Skill.
"You took the sweet potato, fine, but can you return my... the elastic band from my whatnot? You really went for it, not sparing even the elastic." Lin Hai's voice sounded woefully, like a bucket of cold water poured over the head of Liu Piaopiao, who was immersed in the joy of victory.
