Chapter 629
Chapter 629, Episode 009 Do you want to die?(5)
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Damn, underestimated!
However, just when they were agitated and eager to protest and compete, they suddenly realized something and were taken aback.
Er, it’s a woman...
At first glance, they didn’t realize this was a woman. Although she was short, her outfit was rather neutral - a loose, white long-sleeved shirt, black jeans, black short boots, and a Duckbill Cap that covered most of her face. A simple glance didn’t reveal any feminine traits.
But now, after they got a good look at her pretty, delicate face, their gaze went unconsciously to her chest...
Of course, before they had a chance to properly look, Flossie Wright, fully aware of their intention, skated around in a semi-circle, leaving them with a cool side profile.
"Want to die?"
Glenn Hutchinson’s gaze was slightly cold, and his deep voice was filled with an intimidating threat.
"We didn’t see anything."
"Do you want to skateboard, we have one here."
Instantly, the younger men collectively took a step back, their faces displaying an unanimous expression of sycophancy and appeasement, admitting they’d backed down.
As men, especially thrill-seekers like them, they sincerely admired real soldiers, and the insignia on the other party’s shoulder was something they couldn’t afford to provoke.
Faced with a manly soldier, they willingly accepted defeat without feeling any embarrassment about their submission.
"Dare to come?"
Flossie stood straight, looked at the intimidated young men and raised her eyebrows, not considering herself a guest, and dropped a challenge with audacious arrogance.
This time, the ones who had a problem with her made their move immediately and jumped onto their skateboards, ready to take her on.
"Fear you?"
One of them glared at Flossie and grumbled in a deliberately lowered voice.
At the same time, amidst the numerous onlooker’s gazes, an extremely eye-catching jacket flew through the air and landed on Flossie’s shoulders.
Flossie only felt a pair of hands pressing on her shoulders, a warm aura emanating from behind her.
She was slightly startled, hearing Glenn Hutchinson’s irrefutable command, "Put this on."
She looked at him curiously, only to see determination and assertiveness in his eyes.
His meaning was clear, there was absolutely no room for negotiation on this matter.
After considering it, Flossie actually didn’t argue with him. She straightforwardly stretched out her hand, put on the jacket without a fuss.
It’s just another layer of jacket after all, and it was rather cold, so she didn’t see any loss.
However, this gesture of the two was taken by others as an especially ambiguous scene. Particularly for the girls who happened to be with their boyfriends, their gazes clung to Glenn Hutchinson, followed by complaints about their boyfriends not being considerate.
With the word of a skateboard-less guy, the figures on the starting line disappeared instantly like arrows off a bowstring, before quickly skating towards the obstacles.
Glenn Hutchinson’s eyes were tightly locked on Flossie’s figure. Initially, there was a little worry in his eyes, but after a dozen seconds, it relaxed, leaving only admiration.
Not sure when, Flynn Reid came to Glenn Hutchinson’s side. Even though he reached out and grabbed Glenn Hutchinson’s hand, his eyes were fixated on Flossie who was performing spectacular stunts in mid-air. His clear, beautiful eyes were filled with awe and surprise, with traces of worry underneath.
— End of Chapter 629 —