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The figures of two men and a woman suddenly appeared before Kolev.
The woman, in a slit dress, had her arms locked by a burly man in a black trench coat behind her, covering her mouth.
Another slightly smaller man was gripping her neck with both hands, trying to induce mechanical asphyxiation.
The woman's beautiful face flushed crimson.
Her soft, untrained body couldn't offer any effective resistance.
But at that moment, there was a faint noise nearby. She and the two men shifted their gazes and saw... Kolev, who had just finished disposing of food waste.
A glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes, and she kept making muffled cries.
"Oh, a simple murder attempt."
Kolev pondered for two seconds.
He was considering what reaction an ordinary old man might have upon seeing this scene.
The smaller man released the woman's neck and quickly approached Kolev, his eyes fierce.
