One side was despair and pain; the other was hope and salvation.
What should she choose? Wasn't that obvious?
When Flynn saw Andrew and Queenie getting along intimately, he grew enraged and rushed over with a loud shout.
She exclaimed and subconsciously pushed Andrew away, facing Flynn and closing her eyes.
She'd seen Flynn hit someone.
That year at the bar, we were all drunk. When he came, he almost beat the other party to death. His ferocious appearance had frightened us.
Queenie naturally didn't want the innocent Andrew to be harmed. She realized she couldn't do anything, so she stepped forward and pushed him away.
Flynn never expected her to push Andrew away, so he used too much force.
When his target became Queenie, he didn't manage to hold back. Seeing that his fist was about to hit her face, Queenie paled and closed her eyes, preparing for the coming injury and severe pain.
Andrew, who had been pushed away, responded instantly and hurried back frantically. When he saw the fist about to strike Queenie, he leaped up and kicked Flynn's face.
Seeing that, I took the opportunity to pull Queenie out of Flynn's attack range.
Andrew used all his strength to kick Flynn's left cheek. He was injured, and blood immediately gushed forth. He got kicked to the side and fell to his knees on the ground.
Queenie cried as she lay on my shoulder. Distressingly, I patted her back to comfort her.
Andrew, who had successfully hit Flynn, felt even angrier when he saw her crying. He chased after Flynn and kicked the latter several more times.
Flynn was likewise not easy to deal with. He roared and got up to fight, frantically attacking without defending. His eyes appeared fierce.
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