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!

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 what

the bald punk, and she had no time to deal with the rest

joined the fight just in time. He took a step forward

each other, and soon, several punks had been

Luther exchanged glances and understood each other immediately. They should make it quick, and

two more punks were kicked to the ground

punk who had been knocked to the ground

sneaked up behind Joyce while she was fighting with another punk. “Bitch!” He cursed and picked up a stick and flung it towards the

distracted. The punk in front of

bald punk's stick was

hesitation, he lunged at

was too late to dodge the

took the

from the bald punk, she jerked her leg up and with a perfect karate chop, she once

that moment, the alarm bell in the parking