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,

men were all thugs, and although Tony

directed at Tony, Shirley squinted her eyes. Her gaze, as

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

to speak when Shirley threw a punch at him, rendering him to

up by Shirley before she returned to Tony’s side. She opened the car

and quickly obeyed,

as he spit out blood, feeling utterly humiliated,

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 to get

to make a move and took the initiative. Anyone who approached her became the

“Ah!”

“Ouch! It hurts!”

in the car.” Some were shouting, and others were fleeing. Fear was written

iron rod from the trunk and swung it fiercely toward Shirley.

men became her venting tools, each of them wailing in pain, unable to escape. Tony, inside the