You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Joyce threw Luther off. He couldn't be so drunk with just a few glasses of champagne? What nonsense was he talking about in such a situation.

They got a dozen professional fighters in front of them now.

Even if she had diligently practiced karate for the past three years, she could not handle so many people at the same time.

What's more, they all had sticks in their hands.

The only way for them would be to capture the leader first.

The bald punk in front of the group lunged towards Joyce waving his stick.

Joyce dodged, locked his arms with a beautiful tackle, and kicked him hard in the stomach.

Then she slammed her elbow into the back of the bald punk with all her might.

All the moves were fast, forceful and accurate!

out the leader first, she could then figure

in pain, unable to catch his breath for a moment. What a ruthless woman, he lamented. The rest of the punks saw

and she had no time to deal with the rest of the

joined the fight just in time. He took a step

and soon, several

Joyce and Luther exchanged glances and understood each other immediately. They should make it quick, and then get in the car and go away. There was no point

more punks were kicked to

bald punk who had been knocked to the ground by Joyce finally

punk. “Bitch!” He cursed and picked up a stick and flung it towards the back

sideways and got distracted. The punk in front of him immediately threw a punch at his chest,

punk's stick was about to fall upon

he lunged at her, pushing

too late to dodge the stick that

finally took the blow with his

had taken a blow from the bald punk, she jerked her

alarm bell in the parking lot