Just then, another person arrogantly kicked Tony’s sports car. “You drive a sports car, eh? How impressive!”

“Don’t touch my car!” Tony yelled, feeling anxious, angry, and distressed. Shirley immediately walked around the front of the car and shielded Tony. “Leave him alone.”

“Aw, are you pissed, pretty girl? You look even prettier pissed. I like you even more like that!”

Shirley sneered in response. “You guys better leave while I’m still holding back.” The eight men exchanged glances and burst into laughter. This weak woman dares to tell us to leave?

“You’ve got balls, girl, I’ll give you that. How about you join us in our car, and we’ll let you two leave once we’re done with you?” The leading man grinned maliciously.

“Leave her alone!” Tony shouted in panic. Shirley was his uncle’s woman and must not be harmed,

fun?” These men were all thugs,

hearing the insults directed at Tony, Shirley squinted her eyes. Her gaze, as sharp

taken aback by her piercing look, found it amusing. What could a girl possibly do other

speak

too, swiftly beaten up by Shirley before she returned to Tony’s side. She opened the

command brooked no refusal. Tony stared wide-eyed and quickly obeyed, locking the car door

he spit

she

a move and took

“Ah!”

“Ouch! It hurts!”

were shouting, and others were fleeing. Fear was written all over some of the thugs’ faces,

from the trunk and swung it fiercely toward Shirley.

tools, each of them wailing in pain,

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