Reborn and Counterattack: The CEO's Powerful Sweetheart

The difference in strength between men and women is inherent.

This discrepancy in physique caused by gender is a natural distinction.

It’s absolutely a fantasy for an ordinary woman to defeat a man.

However, right before their eyes.

This stunning woman effortlessly kicked Da Zhuang away, and she did it with such ease, not exerting any effort at all, it was simply unbelievable...

Of course, their shock didn’t last long. Er Qiang immediately came to his senses and without hesitation, rushed toward Gu Tong with reckless abandon, ready to attack.

Punch with the left, kick with the right.

In a relentless barrage, Er Qiang attacked with brute force, full of aggressive persistence, with no discernible method to his moves.

Gu Tong squinted her eyes, deftly dodging all of his attacks.

She had plenty of ways to deal with a brute like Er Qiang!

’Bang!’

Gu Tong lifted her leg again, landing a kick squarely on Er Qiang’s abdomen.

A surge of excruciating pain spread, causing Er Qiang to fall backward, his abdomen writhing in agony.

His pupils subconsciously constricted, amazed by this woman’s formidable strength...

In his dark pupils, Gu Tong’s figure was reflected, standing there like a fierce Shura.

Behind her, a shadow was slowly approaching, and Er Qiang could see clearly—it was Da Zhuang!

Having just gotten back on his feet, Da Zhuang launched another attack on Gu Tong, seemingly revitalized, throwing all of his strength at her.

At such close range, he was about to strike Gu Tong’s back!

Gu Tong did not turn around, nor did she look back! Her ears twitched slightly; merely by the sound of the wind, she could detect Da Zhuang approaching.

In an instant, she lifted her leg again for another attack!

’Bang!’

A perfect back kick.

The sole of her shoe directly aimed at Da Zhuang’s fist, accompanied by the sound of a ’crack’.

Da Zhuang’s clenched fist couldn’t be released; his fingers felt as if they were being forcibly broken, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, consumed by intense pain!

”Ah!”

How could it hurt this much...

Da Zhuang was no stranger to fights, but he had never encountered such a situation, never experienced this kind of pain.

The sensation was as if it pierced his heart, ceaselessly tormenting him.

”Get lost!”

Gu Tong had no interest in prolonging the fight, nor did she care to engage with them any longer.

Defeating two ordinary, untrained people was no source of pride for Gu Tong.

”Ah...” Da Zhuang was in so much pain, yet he dared not advance, curling up like a shrimp, rolling around on the ground.

”My son, my son...”

A mother’s bond with her child was profound; Zhao’s heart felt as if it were being pierced by a thousand knives, her eyes round in furious indignation.

She grabbed a mop handle not far away and cried, ”I’ll fight you to the death!”

That damned wench dared to hurt her son; she was utterly despicable! Despicable!

In Zhao’s heart, she was resolved to fight Gu Tong to the end.

Her steps were swift, desperately advancing, and almost in an instant, she swung the mop handle straight at Gu Tong’s head.

’Crack---’

Without glancing back, Gu Tong delivered a punch to the mop handle.

The mop handle snapped in two!

’Clatter---’

The fallen half rolled onto the ground, and everyone in the yard was dumbfounded once more, their faces agape, unable to believe the reality before them, as if witnessing something ghostly, terrified beyond measure...