As soon as the man in the lead in the suit finished speaking, the two very muscular men by his side flashed to Qiao Jing's side.
Both men reached out to Qiao Jing at the same time, attempting to quickly grab her hand and then subdue her.
They all thought it would be easy to capture Qiao Jing and didn't take it very seriously.
The consequence for these two men was that they had their wrists grabbed with extreme speed by Qiao Jing.
Immediately after, a crisp "crack" echoed through the air.
The two burly men screamed in agony like pigs being slaughtered, their eyes bulging with disbelief as they looked at Qiao Jing.
"How could this be?!"
One of the men looked to the lead man in the suit, enduring the pain as he forcibly reset his wrist.
"Mr. Frank, Professor Qiao doesn't seem easy to deal with!"
Frank had not anticipated Qiao Jing's skills to be so formidable, and he looked on in astonishment.
He sneered coldly,
