Chapter 197
Bluehead had obviously thought of this.
The anger in his eyes gradually went away, replaced by a hint of contempt and triumph.
“Beat the daylights out of her, mates!” A dozen guys giggled as they approached Nicole, the steel weapons in their hands glinting under the streetlights.
The stall owner behind them looked worriedly at what had happened.
He was expecting those hooligans to besmirch Nicole’s dignity.
When he thought of her leaving with no hesitation, not wanting to implicate his stall when danger loomed, he took out his mobile phone to call the police with trembling hands.
He knew very well what might happen after he called the police.
The hooligans might likely take revenge.
But for now, he could not care less.
Just as he got through to the police, things unfolding in front of his eyes stunned him beyond words.
The police on the other end of the phone did not hear anyone speak and hung up impatiently.
Nicole had beaten down all the hooligans.
They were severely injured and could not even get up.
Especially Bluehead, who lay like a starfish in front of the stall, as if he had been kicked and sent flying backward for quite a distance before crashing to the ground.
There was a look of disbelief and pain on his contorted face.
Zeke, who stood close to Nicole, was just as stunned as the stall owner, his mouth agape.
But he did not see clearly what had just happened.
It seemed that Nicole had instantly knocked the gang down when they surrounded her.
She stood in the center, her right leg still in an uplifted posture.
When she saw everyone lying on the ground, she slowly eased up and stood in place with a strange facial expression.
Zeke felt it was absolutely a disgusted expression, if he was not mistaken.
His mouth twitched, and he had no words.
There was a look of vicissitudes on his baby face.
He felt as if he had suddenly grown older after just spending two days with Nicole.
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