The Great Medical Saint

It was evident that the burly men weren't exactly kind souls. The one in the lead had a mohawk. As he strode forward, he snarled, "Fuck it all. I've just dealt with three people, and two more have come. "Wait, isn't this a chick? Have they sent one over to sate me because they know I've already gone two days without fucking anyone?"

Tracy frowned, unafraid of the men. She pointed at the guy with the mohawk, Ant Aeter, and snapped, "Shut your trap!"

He smirked and stalked toward her. "Do you want to have a taste of my trap, gorgeous? Come on, I'll let you lick it."

As he reached for her, she leaped into the air and kneed him in the jaw. Ant swayed on his feet before collapsing to the ground. He tried to get up but couldn't do it.

The four other men were stunned by this. "Watch out, guys! She's well trained! Let's get her together!"

They charged at Tracy together. She swiftly moved to the left to avoid their ambush before tackling the man nearest to her.

With a deft kick, she sent him sprawling onto the ground. While the other three were caught off guard, she got close to them and made quick work of them.

Once she was done, she dusted off her hands. A trace of ferocity flashed across her beautiful face as she clenched her fist at Matthew. "Are you scared of me now?"

He was taken aback by this. Her voluptuous chest trembled with her actions, and he couldn't take his eyes off it. She was like a wildcat.

But instead of feeling scared, he could feel his blood boiling with desire. He smiled and said, "Oh, yeah. I'm terrified."

Tracy snorted, seemingly displeased by his smile. She glared at him. But because of how pretty she was, the glare became something more like a coy look.

Just then, a man named Chad Nixon came out of the office while clapping his hands. "Not bad. You dealt with all five of them yourself."

Tracy narrowed her eyes slightly. The fact that he was so relaxed after seeing what she was capable of was enough to make her realize that he was powerful.

She immediately put her guard up and shot forward as Chad approached. She aimed a kick at his head, her movements as fast as lightning.

He raised a hand to block her move, immediately rendering her kick useless. She staggered backward.

He shrugged like nothing had happened and said, "Keep going, little lady. Come at me with everything you've got!"

She gnashed her teeth. Her ankle was actually hurting slightly after hitting Chad's fist. Seeing him taunt her, she launched herself at him again.

This time, she aimed another kick at his temple. He sneered and stepped forward. Before Tracy could even begin the kick, he rammed her in the waist with his shoulder.

It sent her flying several feet back, and she landed on the ground with a crash. She struggled to get to her feet.

Chad smirked. "Was that good

enough for you, little lady? I didn't

even make my move, you know.

That means it's my turn now." Honet

rubbed his hands and smiled

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lecherously as he approached her.

When Matthew saw this, he moved to stand before Tracy, shielding her from Chad. Tracy cried, "What... What are you doing? Don't tell me you're thinking of taking him on!

"If I can't handle him, what makes you think you can? Hurry up and head back to tell Rae about this. Tell her to think of a way to save me!"Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Chad sneered at her words. "So, you

can't even defeat a woman? What a worthless piece of shit. Go to hell!" As he spoke, he lunged at Matthew, swinging a fist at the latter's head.

But before it could land, Matthew kicked Chad in the chest, sending him flying as if a truck had rammed into him. He crash-landed on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.