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,

These men were all thugs,

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

amusing. What could a girl possibly do

The man had only begun to speak

were, too, swiftly beaten up by Shirley before she returned to Tony’s side. She opened the car door and said

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

Get her!” The man who got beaten was their leader. He clutched his face as he spit out blood, feeling utterly humiliated, for he had never been beaten up by

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

didn’t wait for the attackers to make a move and

“Ah!”

“Ouch! It hurts!”

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

someone retrieved an iron rod from the trunk and swung it fiercely toward Shirley. Her

struck these people. The eight men became her venting tools, each of them wailing in pain, unable to escape. Tony, inside the car, watched with blood

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