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    That look alone made the burly man seize up in terror. He pped both hands over his groin, drenched in cold sweat.


    The two other guys quickly followed suit, shielding themselves without hesitation. This woman was clearly unhinged, and they weren’t about to take any chances.


    Christina smirked, slowly scanning the onlookers like a queen surveying her defeated army.


    “Anyone else feel like testing me?” she asked, her voice calm but sharp as a de.


    The onlookers, having witnessed the fate of the three men, met Christina’s eyes and felt a cold shiver crawl up their backs. Her presence was like a warning siren—deadly and real. Who would be dumb enough to go up against this lunatic? No one wanted their junk stomped into next week. They could take a beating—but not that. A guy’s private parts didn’t survive that kind of damage.


    “Nope! We’re good. Totally convinced.”


    The onlookers shook their heads quickly, backing up a few steps just to create some distance. Their instincts told them that staying away from this crazy woman was the wisest move.


    Christina turned her focus back to the three men.


    “Since you all surrender, get on your knees and apologize now,” she said, sounding like she’d been in charge the whole time.


    The three men, bruised and shaking after the beating, were scared stiff. Deep down, they still didn’t want to give in, but going another round against Christina wasn’t an option—they knew they didn’t stand a chance. They dragged themselves toward her, crawling and limping, and dropped to their knees without saying a word.


    “We’re sorry!” they shouted, voices cracking as they stayed kneeling, too afraid to even look up.


    Christina didn’t flinch.


    “Say it. Say you looked down on the wrong person and got exactly what you deserved.”


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    Her voice was calm but left no room for argument. Even though the three men hated it, her cold stare weighed on them like a boulder. It felt like being judged by something far greater than themselves. How could a woman who looked so delicate have such amanding presence? Just standing in front of her made it feel like their lungs were being squeezed.


    Her eyes were terrifying. They couldn’t even maintain eye contact. Every nce felt like it cut straight through them. They remembered what she’d said about slicing off their manhood, and cold sweat rolled down their backs. She wasn’t bluffing—they knew it.


    “We shouldn’t have looked down on you! We deserved everything we got!” the three men cried in unison, practically shaking.


    “Please, don’t hold this against us. We’re begging you. Let us off this once—we swear we’ll change!”


    They weren’t faking it. They were scared out of their minds. After that run-in with her, even if they didn’t want to admit it, they finally understood—she was in a whole other league. She was unhinged, but she had real skills. No doubt about it.


    “Get lost.” Christina flicked her wrist like they weren’t even worth her time.


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