He strode forward with long steps and reached her in just a couple of strides, grabbing her by the shoulders and yanking her up to her feet. His eyes, filled with a deadly aura, sized her up and down before he said, "Woman, aren't you scared?"
Ordinary women, when faced with this kind of situation, either cry out in fright or tremble uncontrollably. Yet, here she was, calmly trying to untie herself.
To say she wasn't scared… that would definitely be a lie.
Even though she had taken Taekwondo classes and could usually handle one or two ordinary men without any problems, the group of men before her were obviously professionally trained, even... She could sense a desperado's air about them.
Against such men, her fancy kicks and punches wouldn't move a single hair on their bodies.
But fear was of no use; she had to keep herself calm. Only that way could she protect herself and avoid bringing trouble to others as much as possible.
