Alright!
All these years, that impulsive and reckless character that only resorts to fists to solve problems, hasn't changed at all!
"Hey, what are you laughing at," the man couldn't figure out her thoughts and quickly urged, "If we don't act now, he'll escape!"
Looking up and toward the place where the reporter had been standing, sure enough, the other party had already turned around and was hurrying away, preparing to make a quick escape.
"Think you can handle him?"
Flossie Wright cocked an eyebrow and asked nonchalantly, turning her head.
"Nonsense!"
Taking her question firmly, the man showed his muscular arm, saying irritably, "With that sissy look of his, he'd be lucky to withstand one of my punches."
"Buddy," Flossie Wright tapped his chest with the back of her hand and smiled, "then please, haul him over here."
"Got it!"
He agreed in one breath.
The next moment, the man leaped and slid right down.
Meanwhile—
