Tang Anzhi was shocked because the assailant borrowed Huangfu Zheng's name, catching her completely off guard.
So when the knife stabbed at her, her whole body fell to the side, narrowly avoiding it.
But her arm, as delicate as jade, was still slashed, and beads of blood immediately emerged.
The sting made Tang Anzhi's eyes instantly grow cold, and danger narrowed them. She squatted down and swept her leg across.
Clearly, this deliveryman had some skills too. He shifted his feet and dodged the sweep. Then, wielding the knife, he charged forward and stabbed at Tang Anzhi again.
Tang Anzhi did a side flip to dodge and then kicked out heavily, her foot striking the assailant's wrist.
The knife was kicked onto the ground.
Without a weapon, and with only her fists and feet, Tang Anzhi didn't hold back any longer.
Her expression was cold, her gaze even more ruthless. She hadn't expected someone to attempt to kill her time and time again.
