The silent corridor instantly came alive with Lin Tian's kick.
Those menacing individuals immediately lunged towards Lin Tian and Liou Qingcheng.
Some swung their fists, while others directly aimed at Lin Tian's vitals.
Liou Qingcheng was about to cry out in shock; the barrage of fists from that group could really beat someone to death.
Suddenly, Liou Qingcheng's waist was embraced, and she leaned into a warm chest.
In Lin Tian's eyes, the punches of these people were as slow as turtles crawling; if they managed to hit him, it would be utterly shameful.
He held Liou Qingcheng's soft and slender waist, then quickly stepped back, safely avoiding all attacks.
Before the crowd could react, Lin Tian made a swift turn, and a whip kick lashed out.
This whip kick wasn't high, landing right at an adult's chest.
Instantly, the chests of the people around felt a burning pain, their bodies flew back uncontrollably, knocking down several more.
