"Really?" Julissa glanced over with a cold eye, "I wonder which faction you ply your trade with, brother. How about revealing your identity? Let's see if you're up to snuff."
The man laughed uproariously at her words: "My, my! This lass actually knows about the underworld jargon. Seems like she's no pushover after all. Claims to be pure and innocent, but in fact, I wonder if she's the rumored lover of the gang leader?"
As he talked, he tried to reach out to touch Julissa's chin.
Instead, a pig-slaughter-like cry echoed from his mouth before his hand could even graze her chin. The crowd was stunned.
Because they saw an unexpected sight. This seemingly delicate girl had swiftly grasped their leader's hand, twisting it in a grotesque angle.
The gang leader's outright pale face made for an extremely bleak picture.
"Boss!" His subordinates were panic-stricken.
The leader gritted his teeth, screaming in fury, "What are you standing around for? Get her now!"
