Just like the last time, when a gang of thugs managed to nab Nigel Ferguson, this time, a few dozen of them were all laid flat by the injured Flossie Wright.
Therefore, within a minute, all the burly men were knocked to the ground by Flossie, showing no mercy. Each one, grimacing in pain, looked at Flossie as if they were looking at a monster.
No wonder she dared to come out alone!
But, after dealing with these people, Flossie didn't seem in a hurry to leave.
Nonchalantly stepping over the bodies of several men and flexing her muscles, Flossie picked out one individual among them who'd been glaring at her and, with an air of extreme leisure, squatted beside him.
"What do you want?!"
The man lying on the ground immediately propped himself up on his elbows, eyeing Flossie warily, as if her mere gaze could send his heart pounding.
Flossie looked at him casually, and suddenly asked, "Who drove the car?"
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