Justin turned around and left. His back view seemed desolate.

Grace watched him walk away before turning around and walking down the alley.

As she walked, a few hooligans gathered in front of her.

Grace stopped and turned around.

After taking two steps, the few hooligans with cigarettes in their mouths smiled evilly and said loudly, "Babe, why are you running when you see us?"

Grace frowned in disgust and quickened her pace.

At this moment, two hooligans quickly stepped forward and blocked her way.

In the alley, Grace was surrounded by four hooligans.

Impatience appeared in her eyes as she said coldly, "Move!"noveldrama

"You sure have a temper. You're here on vacation alone?" One of the hooligans took a puff of his

cigarette, threw it away, and blew a puff of smoke at her.

Grace turned her head away and her anger rose. "You're courting death!"

With lightning speed, she raised her leg and kicked him.

The hooligan clutched his groin and cried out, "Ouch!"

"You bitch! How dare you kick me! Fuck! Get her!"

The other three rushed up at the same time.

In the past five years, Grace had learned some self-defense skills. She nimbly dodged them

"You actually have some skills! Not bad, little girl!"

The few hooligans went into battle together, and Grace couldn't get away for a while.

At this moment, a tall figure suddenly rushed up and kicked away the hooligan who was about to grab Grace's arm.

The hooligan was sent flying seven to eight meters away!

However, the others were still unconvinced. After looking at each other, they all ganged up on Brian.

Brian was not like Grace who focused on dodging. He attacked almost all the time, beating up the three hooligans. Soon, his face was covered in wounds.

At that moment, the gangster who had been kicked to the ground suddenly rushed over. Grace did not even notice. He held a knife in his hand and stabbed Brian in the abdomen.

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Brian was a moment too slow, and he took a heavy punch from another person.

Grace widened her eyes and rushed forward to kick the person holding the knife away.

"Brian!" Grace shouted as she saw blood spilling from his abdomen.

The hooligans were probably afraid of blowing things up. They looked at each other and ran into the alley. Brian frowned and bent down slightly. He looked at Grace and asked in a low voice, "Are you injured?" Grace shook her head. "I'm not. I can handle it alone! Why did you rush here!"

Due to her worry, she subconsciously emphasized her words.

Brian smiled. "My Grace is amazing now. She doesn't even want me to protect her anymore."

Grace's eyes flowed with tears. She wiped them away fiercely and said angrily, "I don't need your protection! I'm no longer the Grace of the past."

Brian raised his blood-stained hand

and wanted to touch her face.

However, when he saw that

was@overed in blood, he hand

and clenched his fist.

"But I want to protect you. I want to protect you for the rest of my life."

"Stop talking!" Grace took out her phone and called the ambulance.

The ambulance arrived quickly. Brian looked weak and kept holding Grace's hand.

It was not until they entered the hospital and were about to enter the operating theater that he reluctantly

let go.

Grace stood outside and stared blankly at the blood on her hand.

After more than half an hour, Brian came out of the operating theater.