Heather Scott didn't want her best friend to be scolded by ignorant netizens every day.
Betsy Russell pressed down her baseball cap, rolled up her sleeves, and said indifferently, "Some people, spoiled from childhood, need to learn a lesson!"
Betsy's words successfully amused the surrounding four motorcyclists. It was the first time they had seen a young girl acting so defiant in front of them and they conveniently got off their motorcycles.
"Oh, beautiful lady, you're asking for troubleā¦"
Before the green-haired man could finish his sentence, he saw Betsy suddenly appear in front of him. She kicked his stomach, propelling him uncontrollably backwards.
That's right.
The green-haired man was experiencing the sensation of flying for the first time. He looked shocked as he watched Betsy slowly retract her leg, and her face disappeared into the distance.