Those guys sneered disdainfully at Maeve Lane's reaction.
"This chick is pretty hot, but she's got a few screws loose, hahahaha."
"She just invited us all to come at her, I wonder if her little frame can handle us, hahahah."
The bunch exchanged lecherous glances, sizing Maeve up with sneaky eyes.
Maeve half-closed her eyes and lifted her chin slightly, "This little frame of mine is more than enough to handle you bunch of embroidered pillows?"
After saying that, she placed her helmet on the stone steps beside her, rotated her wrist, and kicked straight out!
The guy was still chuckling to himself when Maeve's kick sent him toppling to the ground, landing face-first in the mud!
"Peh peh, you damn brat..."
"Damn brat—ahhh!!"
"Bang!!!"
The dust flew; it had rained yesterday, leaving the ground a bit muddy. Soon enough, several large men were sprawled around the girl.
Amidst the chaos, Maeve casually dusted off her hands, unhurriedly saying, "Not much of a challenge."
