My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Kill Him

Lucille had no idea what Zoey was thinking, though.

She walked alone toward the school gate.

When she passed by the woods next to the sports field, she heard the sound of people fighting.

It was probably a group of boys. They swore from time to time, and then punched and kicked at something. There were the sounds of people smashing things, and some of them even

said, "Beat him. Beat him to death! Kill him!"

Lucille was not interested in poking her nose into other people's business.

In that private, high-class school, there was no lack of rich kids

who had a solid foundation. They were used to doing whatever they wanted since they had their families to back them up anyway. They were domineering and naturally didn't care about anything.

She pointedly looked forward. Just as she was about to walk past the woods, she stopped in her tracks and turned around, heading towards the depths of the trees where the sounds of battle were growing louder and louder. What she saw was that more than a dozen people who weren't from her school beating up a teenager.

The teenager's white jacket was covered in dirty footprints, and right then, he was being pressed down on the ground. The

unruly men were trying to snatch something from his hands. Punches rained down on him, yet the young man still wouldn't let go.

"F*ck. Hit him!"

As soon as the leader of the group shouted, more than a dozen men behind him immediately took action.

As they punched and kicked the youth, they forcefully pushed the youth's pale fingers away.

Seeing that the thing that he was tightly protecting was about to be lost, the young man felt a burst of despair in his heart. At that moment, however, he heard a pleasant female voice... "There's a stone next to you. Pick it up and hit them."

With just a few words, everyone froze.

No one knew who Lucille was speaking to.

However, the teenager was only stunned momentarily before he picked up the stone by his hand without hesitation. Then, with a loud cry, he picked it up and hurled it at the leader. "Argh!"

With a scream, the man covered his forehead and fell to the ground.

Seeing that, the other men subconsciously loosened their grip.

The young man immediately held the cloth bag firmly in his

arms.

snow-covered pine

out. She casually added,

both the teenager and the

had been hit by the stone covered his bleeding forehead and angrily roared, "Bring that meddlesome little girl over here.

bruises on the ground, the beautiful and eye-catching Lucille was obviously more

dragged her over, they could do whatever they

each other and immediately understood

as they were about to surround Lucille, the teenager, who was covered in wounds, suddenly jumped up. He threw the cloth bag in his hand to Lucille, stood in front of the group of bastards, and shouted at her, "Run. Run!" Lucille scratched her ears. Not only did she not run, she even walked a few more steps forward and

into the group

faces, "Well, since

"At least you know you

exasperatedly and fumed, "Who told you to meddle in other people's business? Did I ask you to? Do I need a

youth gritted his teeth. He didn't

favor.

approaching Lucille with malicious intentions, the young man clenched the

could make a

and were sent flying.

"Argh!"

Without Even Blinking

Bang!

all of them down. Finally, she approached the leader of the group and kicked him to the ground. Then, she gazed down at him and asked casually, "I didn't hear you clearly just now. Who did you say you wanted to teach a lesson to?" The thug was

him was seemingly delicate, but when she fought, she did so without

see her moving, he saw his men screaming

smart enough to recognize the situation he was in and quickly blurted, "I didn't say anything. I didn't say

of you three seconds.

"For every extra second that you guys stay here, I'll punch you two more times. Do you understand?" The thug didn't dare to move at all. He didn't even have

courage to nod.

continued,

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

men who had been kicked to the ground couldn't handle the pain, so even after she counted to

head regretfully. She raised her hand and threw a punch at the leader

heard, and the light in the thug's

joking around with that game. If they delayed for another second, she would

he going to be