Chapter 782 Fight with the Hoods

“If she had been obedient, she wouldn’t have to suffer all this.”

“That kind of dead-headed village woman has nothing fun. Why don’t you two go with us? We will take you to a good place. How about having a good time with us?”

Saying, another hippy held out his hand to Nancy

The hippy in green stared at Nikita’s fair skin. He approached her: “Little sister, let’s go, I will take you…”

“Bang!”

Nikita heavily punched his nose before he finishes the words.

It sounds as if something had broken.

The hippy screamed, with nosebleeds flowing like tap water.

Before he could react, Nikita kicked on his knee

Another “click” sound, and the man screamed in pain. Being kicked hard, he could no longer stand. He couldn’t support himself to be the balanced. He fell to the ground.

“You are very capable of heating woman, aren’t you? Nikita stamped on him, kicking his body.

The places where she easily

are all the places where the human body can feel the pain most. Those spots get hurt most

The man’s nose was still bleeding, looking blue, screaming

before he could fight back

Nancy easily subdued the other hippy with

dare you flirt

her ten-centimeter high heels. She looked

little self defense mechanism.

She learned

teach her much, but a few simple tricks that could quickly defeat the enemy It’s easy to use and learn, and more than enough to deal with ordinary

bruises, screaming constantly, rolling on the ground,

been a

tired from

held Nikita when she was about to kick the swollen

kill

sight stained with

Nancy’s heart thumped.

they have been punished as they deserve. We always have the opportunity to

not worth wasting much time. Let’s go and see Auntie Gerda first. She

After exchanging sight with Nancy, she calmed down, and

her shoulder again and walked upstairs, arming around her

ground, faces covered in blood, and can’t get up

other hippy was scared all over,

out his phone from the trouser

screaming as soon as the phone was connected: “President,

305 ward,

you spitting blood? I’ll call a doctor, I’ll call a doctor for

another violent cough, and the woman’s voice was hoarse and

coughing, and spitting

mom’s really okay. Don’t call a doctor, I’ll

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