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"Crash!" I mustered all my strength and smashed down hard on his head.
The shell ornament shattered instantly, the man's howl of pain erupted, a direct hit, and I hurriedly prepared to dash outside.
Compared to these people, physical strength was definitely not my advantage. I had originally thought the shell ornament could knock him out. Who knew it would only make him bleed a bit? He was still conscious.
So, before those people returned, I had to get the hell out.
Just as I turned to run, curses erupted from behind me, "You bitch! How dare you play dirty tricks on me."
The man pounced and caught my leg in one swift move, causing me to stumble and fall to my knees, pain shooting through them fiercely.
The man was now furiously incensed, his eyes burning with rage as he looked at me, "A bitch like you doesn't need to be sold to Southeast Asia. They could just chop off your limbs, stuff you in a vase, and still make a pretty penny."
