The arrogant voice was filled with resentment. Mario Jensen furrowed his eyebrows, his body paused for a moment, and the action of reaching out to take the shoes from Lina Miller's hand stopped. Without raising his head, he just raised his eyelids, then grabbed Lina's hand that was about to put on the shoes.
Before Lina could react, the shoes in her hands were snatched away by him, thrown directly towards a beach trash can not far away. The shoes drew a beautiful parabola in the dark night sky, and then Lina stared dumbfounded as her pair of shoes landed perfectly in the trash can, one after another.
"My shoes..." Before she could finish, Lina felt a sudden tightness around her waist and her body lifted from the fine sand, as Mario Jensen picked her up horizontally.
"I'm talking to you here. What do you want to do to her? Let her go, didn't you hear me?"
