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!

knocked out the leader first, she could then figure out

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

she had no time to deal with the

that moment, a stick was about to come down on her, and Luther joined the fight just in time. He took a step forward

each other, and soon, several punks had

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

kicked to the ground by

punk who had been knocked

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

of him

stick was about to fall

and without hesitation, he lunged at her, pushing her away

this time, it was too late to dodge the stick that was

took the blow with

Luther had taken a blow from the bald punk, she jerked her leg up and with a perfect karate chop, she once again knocked the

alarm bell in the