Chapter 71
But before I could even inject the needle to her, she slapped me—a girly slap—and kicked me with her high heel pink shoe. I took a step back. Her moves were lame, it was obvious that she was not really trained to fight.
But even if she hurt us, we could not hurt her. We wouldn't hurt her. That was her advantage.
Ngumiti siya sa akin nang nakakatakot at itinutok sa akin ang kaniyang baril. Ngunit bahagya itong umangat upang tutukan naman ang lalaking nasa aking likod. Alam kong nasa likod ko na ang aking ama.
"Get out of here, little girl." Daddy murmured behind me. "This is not your fight."
"This is my fight!" I urged and stomped my feet like a small kid. "And be careful who you call little girl." I said as I combed my hair and put it beside my neck, revealing the tattoo on
