At that sight, the girl was suddenly stunned. With determination, she fiercely stomped on the accelerator, ready to crash forward with force. Boom! At this sight, Chris Shelby’s eyes became fixed, and he clenched his fist, throwing a powerful punch. Bang! A loud noise resounded as the entire front of the sports car was dented inward by Chris Shelby’s punch.
“This…” At this moment, the girl was completely dumbfounded. Is he even human? He’s more like a superhero! Chris Shelby walked over with a stern face, reached out, pulled the entire car door open, and then removed the car keys. “Do you realize that you have successfully angered me?” Chris Shelby looked at the girl with a menacing gaze. He hadn’t intended to stoop to arguing with this girl. After all, he was the esteemed Primus, and it was beneath him to bicker with a young girl. But this girl had gone too far, provoking him repeatedly-did she think he had no temper?
“Sir, I’m sorry, please forgive me! I won’t dare to do it again!” In an instant, the girl pleaded cutely. She stared at Chris Shelby with big, pitiful eyes. Seeing this, Chris Shelby slightly furrowed his brows, suddenly feeling an ominous premonition. Chris Shelby couldn’t help but shake his head with a chuckle-a mere girl, she couldn’t stir up much trouble.
Just then, a sly smile appeared on the girl’s face. “Sir, I won’t dare again, please forgive me… If I did anything wrong, you damn well come hit me!” The girl’s demeanor changed, and she shouted arrogantly once again. Good grief! Hearing this, Chris Shelby was completely speechless. This girl really didn’t know what was good for her; did she really think he wouldn’t take her on?
Boom! The girl once again started the car and fiercely stepped on the gas; the sports car roared away. The girl turned her head and stuck out her tongue, saying, “Sir, if you dare, come hit me!” Watching the girl’s departing figure, Chris Shelby was exasperated. He hadn’t expected that, even after he took her car keys, she would still be able to start the car and leave-it seemed this sports car must have been modified.
But as the dignified Primus, how could he be bullied by a girl? He had to reclaim his ground! With that thought, Chris Shelby took out his phone and called Bull. “Bull, track a red Ferrari sports car…” Soon enough, Bull had located it. “Mr. Shelby, the red Ferrari sports car is currently on the East Coast Bridge!” Bull was in charge of security throughout the entire East Coast. Tracking a red Ferrari was a piece of cake. Upon receiving the news, Chris Shelby didn’t hesitate and immediately drove after her. As for Hope, Chris Shelby called Esther to ask her to come over and pick her up.
Moments later, Chris Shelby arrived at the East Coast Bridge. “Sweetheart, you’re quite pretty; how about having some fun with us?” Not far away, the girl’s red Ferrari was blocked by a few thugs. The thugs looked at the girl with sinister smiles, their eyes showing a hint of fervor. Seeing this, Chris Shelby’s lips curved with an indescribable expression. He parked the car by the roadside, got out, and stood smoking a cigarette, watching the scene with schadenfreude. To be honest, this girl deserved a lesson; Chris Shelby had no intention of rescuing her. “Please, sirs, spare me, I’m still young…” The girl looked at the thugs, appearing utterly pitiful. The more pitiful the girl looked, the more excited the thugs became.
“Hahaha! Little girl, now you know how tough we are!” Just moments ago, a few thugs were loitering on the street. Suddenly, a red Ferrari sped by; the girl at the wheel rolled down her window and spat at them repeatedly. She also yelled, “If you’re so tough, come and hit me!” How could they tolerate this? The thugs, unable to restrain themselves, chased after her on their loud motorcycles. They finally cornered her on a large bridge. Initially, they intended to beat her up severely. However, finding her quite attractive, they quickly harbored ill intentions. “Little girl, hang with us, and you’ll live the good life,” they said, reaching out to touch her face. At this sight, a cold glint flashed in the girl’s eyes. Bang! Bang! Bang! Suddenly, the girl exploded into action, knocking each thug to the ground with her punches. Looking down at them with disdain, she said, “You think you can harass me with your trashy selves? You’re really asking for it!” Only then did the thugs realize that the girl had been playing them all along.
“Bitch, how dare you hit us, you must be tired of living!”
“Brothers, let’s get out of here and show her that the Flying Leopards are not to be messed with!” After saying this, they quickly took out their phones to call for backup. Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Soon, a swarm of bikes roared in, ridden by thugs wielding machetes and sporting various colored hairstyles. A tattooed man approached, sneering at the girl, “Motherf***er, so it was you who dared to hit my brothers? Don’t you know we, the Flying Leopards, are not to be trifled with?”
The Flying Leopards, active in the suburbs and rural areas around the East Coast, were ignored by both East Coast Security and Crazy Steer, as these organizations focused on downtown areas. Given their origins as children of migrant workers who grew up in the city with limited education and low societal status, the Flying Leopards’ members often couldn’t endure long hours in factories. Unmanageable at home and ignored on the streets, they gradually became street wanderers and joined the gang. As a result of being neglected by the authorities, the Flying Leopards grew brazen in the East Coast suburbs.
Facing hundreds of Flying Leopards members, the girl showed no fear but was instead eager to fight. She laughed and taunted them, “Hahaha, if you’re so tough, come and hit me!” Such a provoking statement! Hearing this, the tattooed man’s face darkened immediately. He was a branch head of the Flying Leopards, and not used to being challenged like this. “Brothers, grab this little bitch for me, I’ll make sure she learns her lesson!”