An Qing had no choice but to throw the homemade nunchuck on the ground, pretend to touch it in her sleeve a few times, and then take out a whip in the space!

At this time, it may be more beneficial for her to use a whip, and only one hand is needed.

And the whip is good for long-range attacks, don't they want to stay away from her.

Okay, you have a good plan, I have a bridge and ladder.

She usually doesn't take out this whip to hit people, unless she encounters real trouble and danger, because the whip is cut by the old vine in the deep forest in the space.

And it has a feature that senses the thoughts of the owner.

It can be said that as long as An Qing holds it in her hand, she doesn't need to move or force, as long as she thinks about it, she can drive it to make any attack.

It's this whip that is so wicked, so she usually doesn't take it out casually.

However, the situation is now at stake.

So, she showed her "magic whip"!

More than thirty people stepped forward to surround An Qing at the same time, and occasionally one or two people stepped forward to provoke her, grind her, attack her, and exhaust her strength.

But An Qing, who had long known their plan, stood still, and as soon as someone stepped forward, she made a feint to drive the whip to tie them up and throw them out.

Hehe, when they encountered An Qing's divine whip, they were completely vulnerable.

Slowly, there were fewer and fewer people around her.

In the end, more than 30 people were all thrown into the same position by her, and they neatly spelled the three big words "go to death"!

Scar, who was standing in place and commanding, was stunned when he saw this scene.

Is this chubby chick still human? He brought more than 40 people, and he was wiped out by her beating like this?

And her stick tied together with a rope and the vine, what the hell is that?

Scar came back to his senses and found An Qing staring at him.

If he was not mistaken, the fat girl still had a smile on her lips.

Even though she was fat, her smile looked sweet.

He trembled, no, the person she was going to deal with next should be himself.

Scar didn't even want to care about his brother lying on the ground, and turned around to escape.

An Qing looked at his back, smiled, and chased after him to drive the divine whip to tie up Scar and pull him over.

"Do you think you can run?"

An Qing's tone was playful, and she plucked his beard off his chin with her hand.

Scar wanted to beg for mercy, but unfortunately An Qing picked up a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his mouth before pulling out his beard. So now Scar can only whine with tears in his eyes.

"If you dare to scream again, believe it or not, I'll pull out a handful of your hair."

An Qing threatened.

Scar really didn't dare to scream anymore, even if An Qing continued to pull out his beard, he bit the cloth hard and endured it.

He looked at An Qing with wide eyes in pain, and he shouted in his heart, this dead fat girl is afraid that it is the devil, ah, the devil.

"Stare at me again, believe it or not I'll burst your eyes!"

Seeing that he dared to stare at her, An Qing raised two fingers and wanted to insert them.

Scar was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes.

He was tempted to explain that it was only because he was in too much pain to stare at her.

After An Qing plucked his beard, he got up and clapped his hands and put away the whip.

Scar, who was liberated, hurriedly got up and walked far away from An Qing, for fear that she would catch him again and go back to pluck his hair.

It's fine to pluck your beard and hair, but it's not good to pluck hair from other more hidden places.