The residents had really underestimated how despicable that greasy-haired middle-aged man could be.

The man then snapped his fingers as he ordered the thugs who had been waiting impatiently for a while now. "Get them out of here!" he barked. "Kill any you can't chase away. Just start tearing down houses!"

"Yes, boss!"

The thugs menacingly started forward, metal bats and machetes in hand, ready to chase away the residents.

That was when Kat put away her phone and strode up from the back of the crowd.

"Stop!" she snapped, having her old white wig on while carrying a metal bat covered in stickers, stopping the thugs just in front of the panicking residents.

"Oh... It's Nash's girl!"

"What is she doing?! Does she want to die?!"

"Run, Kat! These men would really kill you!"

While surprised that the delinquent they always gossiped about stood before them like a heroine now, Kat's neighbors wasted no time telling her to run.

Kat did not listen, however, even shoving her metal bat heavily on the ground while glaring at the greasy-haired middle-aged man, pointing at him and snapping, "Where did you even come from? Why are you tearing down our homes?"

"Oh, we have a brat over here..." The greasy-haired middle-aged man simply chuckled, while his thugs promptly turned their sights and advanced on Kat.

the Lionhearts own this place,

to

as he strode up to Kat, smiling in contempt and even reaching out to

"The Lionhearts who?!"

stunned, Kat suddenly grabbed the thug by his hand and

"Argh!!!"

screamed from the sheer agony, not expecting the

and kicked the thug

really fucking

"She's asking for it!"

down on your knees

were dead!" Content bet

"Calm down, kiddo!"

Nash's girlie. We should

is much better than being

were scrambling

on

her neighbors

toward her cottage and said quietly,

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