145 Melon Snatchers (2/2)

The three snickered. ”Do you think anyone would be able to hear you from here? Why do you think we chose to follow you?”

True to his words, Rin discovered the route to the sibling's house from the market was far and cut off from the other villagers. If she were to scream, she doubts anyone would hear her.

Rin sighed helplessly. She raised her head and looked at the three seriously.

”I'm asking you one last time, let go of me now and return my melon to me.”

The tall boy peered down, his lips stretching into a sinister smile. ”How about I let go of your hand and grab your melons instead?”

Rin felt the corner of her lips twitch.

How dimwitted and shameless were these three?

At that moment, a sudden gush of pain jolted throughout the tall boy's body. His stomach throbbed, his arms lost tension and his legs began to weaken. His grip on Rin loosened as she quickly stepped away.

Rin swept an icy gaze over the other two whose eyes were wide in terror. They unconsciously took a step back.

”You…slut!” The tall boy finally recovered himself and glared at her with a red face.

He turned to look at the other two. ”What are two so afraid of? Grab and hold her down!”

Breaking from their trance, the two looked at the girl and lost their previous fear.

That's right! There were three of them against one girl!

A moment ago, the girl's attack was sheer miscalculations on their part.

Finally, gathering up the courage, the two boys rushed toward the girl.

The boys' didn't fear women in the least.

Yet as Rin approached, they were close to changing that idea as her small, white fist collided with both their cheeks, flaying their necks backward like a willow caught in the wind.

Her actions certainly took them by surprise.

This seemingly young, delicate girl, is more capable than she seems!

Groaning on their backs, the two raised their heads only to see the girl's foot in front of their faces as she struck them both in the jaw.

Her kick had hit both of them with so much force, blood pooled in their mouths.

Perceiving the tall boy approaching her from behind, Rin avoided his attacking hands.

”Bitch!” He seethed angrily through his teeth.

Using his favorable body strength against the small girl, he lunged his fist forward with all his strength.

Calmly, Rin evaded his punch. She grasped his head in her hands and brought her kneecap up to his nose. There was a blunt crack before she released his dark-haired head. Crimson leaked from both his nostrils and his nose was twisted right.

”Aaahhh!” A loud painful wail escaped him as he clutched his nose.

Falling to his knees, he continued to clutch his nose before he felt a hand hit the back of his neck, his consciousness fading.

Rin's expressionless face exuded murderous intent; her emerald eyes surged. Her pair of frosty eyes with a hint of a smile, as if full of mockery, looked at the three unconscious boys.

She walked over, picked up the green melon on the ground, and placed it back into her basket.

”It would seem I caught the melon.” The girl's voice was soft, a faint smile on her lips.

It was chilling.

Clap--! Clap--!

Rin suddenly froze and narrowed her eyes. She turned to the sudden sound of clapping and raised her head. Her eyes widened at the sight of an old man wearing tattered, old robes standing on top of an enormous boulder.

The old man was clapping as he stared at the scene below.

He grinned. ”I have to say, girl, that was quite impressive.”