The thug finished speaking and was about to pounce. Brandy had seen this kind of person before, so she kicked out. Although Allen treated her poorly, he had given her the best shoes and clothes, and especially this kick had a lot of power.
"You filthy woman, you're asking for it! Tonight, I'll make you pay… Ouch—"
Brandy kicked again and, taking advantage of the thug's moment of distraction, rushed toward the area with the most people, hoping that some bystander would help her.
"Don't run!" The thug relentlessly chased after her.
Brandy took off her high heels and held them in her hand. Although she had given it her all, it wasn't long before he caught up to her again.
"I see you're really asking for death."
Just as the thug was about to teach Brandy a lesson, she screamed and covered her eyes. At that moment, a man rushed up and kicked the thug hard, sending him flying away.
"Shirley, are you okay?"