Yang Qingqing helped the unconscious youth up and pinched his acupoints with force. Her cold voice now had a hint of panic.,Don't say he's just a local thug, even an ordinary hooligan. A few sweet words and two hands, it wouldn't be a capital offense, right,"You scoundrel!" Yang Qingqing calmed down, her eyes red with anger, and she rushed towards Qin Yi with a punch. She hit him hard in the chest, making him hunch over in pain. Only then did she feel better.。