Chapter 1187 Husband

No sooner had she finished speaking than Spencer rushed out, striding forward and lifting his long leg to kick the man.

Caught off guard, the man was kicked to the ground. He let out a loud cry of pain, clutching his chest where the kick had landed.

He glared at Spencer. “You actually dared to hit me?”

“Why not?” Spencer sneered. Although his martial arts skills were not as good as Ashlyn, he could still deal with these thugs.

Seeing their boss get hit, the rest of the men immediately rushed toward Spencer.

However, it was quite clear that Spencer's martial arts skills were far superior to these men who lacked such abilities.

In just a matter of minutes, he had swiftly taken them down with ease.

Several people were groaning on the ground, continuously crying out in pain.

Ashlyn stepped on the palm of the man leading the group, her face expressionless as she applied force under her foot.

Everyone could almost clearly hear the sound of the man's hand bones breaking with a crisp snap.

He cried out in pain.

sound, akin to the squealing of a slaughtered pig, frightened the five-year-old girl even

bones.

such pain that beads of sweat covered his forehead. “Do you know who I am? I am the... the butler of the Guzman

Ashlyn lifted her foot, her cold gaze landing on the man. “Go back and tell that sc*m of a master in your house that I'm taking care of this woman

hastily helped up by his two subordinates. He was in a state of

ruthlessly

was in so much pain that he was on

this fierce. How

wait!” he said, his voice lacking confidence. He then

linger either and immediately followed him

turn to the woman

even at this point, Ashlyn

never seen any

admiration flashed

just now seemed like

actually got her

woman like her, capable of defending and protecting myself! What a pity... I'm just a frail

sank even

She doesn't seem that old, but why does

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