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,

you to leave,

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

"The Lionhearts who?!"

stunned, Kat suddenly grabbed the thug

"Argh!!!"

the sheer agony, not expecting

Kat snapped and kicked the

really fucking

"She's asking for it!"

was glowering. "Brat, get down on your knees and apologize for speaking rudely... or you'd

were dead!" Content bet

"Calm down, kiddo!"

girlie. We should just

much better

scrambling

on them and

her neighbors

toward her cottage and

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