Shirley’s legs weren’t just slender, but they exuded a powerful beauty that one would assume felt
particrly exciting to the touch!
Derek poured himself a drink and extended a ss toward her. “Pretty, I’ll raise a ss to you. Do me
the honor, will you?”
Shirley didn’t even bother to respond. However, the two men who were quite attached to Derek were
immediately displeased. One of them frowned and said, “Hey! Derek bought you a drink. Aren’t you
going to have a drink with him?”
Shirley replied coldly, “I don’t want to drink.”
The man, who had been humiliated by her, suddenly pushed away the girl beside him and pointed at
Shirley while saying, “Don’t disrespect me!”
However, when he extended his finger toward Shirley, she grabbed it and pulled it forcefully, causing it
to dislocate with a loud crack.
“Ah!” The man cried out in pain as he stared at his dislocated finger in disbelief. His eyes were filled
with rage. He instantly grabbed a wine bottle and intended to smash it at Shirley to vent his anger,
Men frequenting bars were known for their hot tempers, let alone this man determined to regain his
pride and assert his dominance in front of his friends.
“You brat,” he cursed while preparing to hurl the wine bottle at her to teach her a lesson. Shirley’s eyes
darkened. She was already unhappy with the man for shoving hispanion earlier, and now, seeing
him attempting to be physical with her, her mood worsened even further.
Since someone had voluntarilye seeking a fight, she decided not to hold back. As the man was
about to strike, she swiftly rose from her seat. She struck the man’s wrist with a precise kick and made
him release his grip on the wine bottle. With the bottle in midair and about to crash to the ground, she
kicked it again, and the wine bottle soared up into the air beforending steadily in her hand as if it had
eyes.
Her movements were graceful, agile, and seamless. In the next moment, she brought the wine bottle
down on the man’s head. He was terrified and screamed, but just when the bottle was mere inches
away from his head, it stopped.
The man was shaken, but he was grateful that the bottle had not struck him. Shirley didn’t intend to
waste a perfectly good bottle of wine and gently ced it back on the table. In the next moment, she
delivered a punch to the man’s face. His head rang with pain as he recoiled from the blow. She pointed
at him. “Respect women, or else I’ll beat you to a pulp.”
Her voice was both authoritative and cold, causing the men around her to hold their breath, afraid even
to say a word.
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Derek, who had been attempting to get closer to Shirley, was now inching away cautiously after
witnessing her actions. He didn’t want to offend this dangerous woman, as the consequences of
provoking her were not something he wanted to face.
“You f*cking…” The man who had been punched still wore an angry expression and seemed ready to
fight back.
However, Shirley heard him mutter profanity and swiftly reacted. She extended her leg and kicked the
man, pinning him down on the couch. Her long and slender leg felt like a sharp sword that was capable
of breaking several of his rib bones at any moment.
“I dare you to say it again.” Shirley’s gaze was icy cold. The man finally felt a wave of fear wash over
him. The fierce strength in her eyes and the pressure she exerted on his chest with her foot were
intimidating. If he provoked her again, she could very well incapacitate him.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I apologize on behalf of my friend. Miss, please calm down!” Derek was willing to
swallow his pride and beg her.
He could sense that Shirley was no ordinary person, and she might have a powerful background that
they shouldn’t mess with.
“Sorry. I apologize. I’m sorry. I won’t dare to do it again. Spare me, please!” The man finally admitted
defeat.
At that moment, Tony had returned from the restroom. He had taken a phone call in there, so he took
some time. However, when he returned to his seat and saw Shirley dealing with the situation, his eyes
widened in surprise.