"Cherish Turner, don't blame me. Blame your bad luck..." Yara King clenched her teeth and turned off her phone!
Though Cherish was quite skilled, she had only learned basic self-defense techniques. Naturally, she would be at a disadvantage against two men. As the men approached, Cherish didn't even dare to breathe heavily.
What should she do? Why hadn't Yara come yet? If she didn't come soon, she would be doomed!
"I warn you, don't mess around, or you'll regret it!"
"Hahaha... Did you hear what she said? Regret?"
"Bro, we haven't done anything we've regretted yet. Why not give it a try now?" Saying this, the bottle-wielding man grabbed Cherish's bag, wrapped it around her arm, and pulled her toward him.
The bearded man guarded against Cherish's kicks and finally caught her hand. It must be said that this woman was indeed a bit difficult to deal with. Fortunately, there were two men, and they managed to restrain her in the end!
