Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

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,

puny loser like you ruin our fun?” These men were all thugs, and although Tony was handsome, they didn’t think much of

at Tony, Shirley squinted her eyes. Her gaze, as sharp as a

piercing look, found it amusing. What could a girl possibly do other than express anger through

my, you’re a fiery-” The man had only begun to speak when Shirley threw a punch at

reacted when they were, too, swiftly beaten up by Shirley before she returned to

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

beaten was their leader. He clutched his face as he spit out blood, feeling utterly humiliated, for

knock Shirley to the ground and then apprehend her for a harsh lesson. However, when their fists were inches away from Shirley, she dodged, and they hit the air. Before they could react, a powerful roundhouse kick landed on their faces, and both men fell to the ground, unable

and took the initiative. Anyone who approached her became

“Ah!”

“Ouch! It hurts!”

was written all over some of the thugs’ faces, and whoever Shirley

an iron rod from the trunk and swung it fiercely

venting tools, each of them wailing