Chapter 177
Chapter 177:
His buddy, clearly furious, lunged to kick Yelena. But she was faster—easily dodging his clumsy attack, she grabbed his arm and twisted it with a sickening crack, forcing a scream from him.
“Ugh, let go! You’re breaking my arm!” he wailed.
Without hesitation, Yelena gave him a solid kick that sent him sprawling to the ground. “Take a hike,” she snapped. “Next time you cause trouble, you’ll wish you hadn’t p>
The crowd watched, slack-jawed, as the scene unfolded before them.
Just a minute ago, they’d all been ready to rush in and help, worried Yelena might get seriously hurt.
The street vendors, knowing the kind of scum these guys were, had been teetering on the edge of calling the cops, afraid someone might get badly hurt.
These thugs came here often, eating and drinking without paying, and the poor vendors never dared to stand up to them. Yet, if someone got hurt on their watch, they’d be to blame.
But now, as the vendors saw Yelena effortlessly handle the situation, they were left speechless, stunned by the way she took control.
It was nothing short of impressive. The crowd, too, was left in awe, their fears evaporating as quickly as the tension in the air.
Austin and John exchanged wide-eyed glances, disbelief written all over their faces.
“Did I just see what I think I saw? Is that Yelena? The girl from last time?” John’s jaw hung open, barely keeping itself in check, as if he couldn’t believe his eyes.
He couldn’t wrap his mind around it.
Who would’ve thought Yelena had such skills? She was impressive, to say the least.
Austin’s gaze sharpened, a slight grin tugging at his lips.
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This was the first time he’d seen this side of Yelena.
She’d certainly caught him by surprise.
He’d been ready to jump in and help, but Yelena had handled the situation on her own, without breaking a sweat.
The two thugs who had been causing trouble were now slinking away, their pride shattered. But not without a parting shot.
“You brat, just wait. We’ll get you back,” they muttered, their voices dripping with venom.
Yelena wasn’t fazed in the slightest. “Go ahead. But next time, you might not be so lucky p>
Her words were so calm, yet they carried a weight that sent a chill down their spines.
The sting of their defeat still lingered, their bruises fresh. As they limped away, they couldn’t even stand up straight.
The crowd around them erupted into applause for Yelena’s triumph.
She was really something else!
The barbecue stall owner, clearly relieved, walked over with a grin. “What can I get you? It’s on the house p>
Yelena smiled apologetically and said, “No, no; we’ll pay. And sorry about the mess, sir. If anything got broken, I’ll make sure to cover it p>
The owner chuckled, waving it off. “A couple of plates got knocked over, but it’s no big deal p>