CHAPTER 339
CHAPTER 339
The mugger rolled and crashed into a nearby trash can.
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He screamed and groaned while Jordynn was stunned by what she saw. She was at a loss for words as she gawked at the mugger.
Bonnie glanced at the mugger and said condescendingly, “Feel free to report yourself to the cops.”
The mugger roared, “Who the fuck are you?! Why would I listen to you?”
Immediately after, Bonnie kicked his chest.
Crackl
The sound of breaking ribs echoed.
“Will you report yourself to the police department now?” Bonnie glanced at him blankly. She looked so casual that the mugger was full of fear.
Meanwhile, Jordynn’s jaw dropped as she watched the unfolding events.
“Aren’t you going to say something? I should’ve kicked you harder,” Bonnie cheerfully said as if she did
not care about breaking his ribs.
The mugger saw Bonnie motioning to kick him again and grew wide–eyed. He yelled, “1–I’ll do it!”
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He was too late. Bonnie kicked him again.
“Gah!” The mugger yelped in fear and pain. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was in so much pain that he
could barely breathe.
Bonnie frowned and asked, “Were you about to say you’d report yourself to the cops?”
The mugger was on the verge of tears, stammering, “Y–You didn’t let me finish.”
“Well, you should’ve spoken sooner.” Bonnie withdrew her leg and added, “Go on.”
The mugger clutched his abdomen as a tear dropped to the ground. “1 think you broke my ribs. How am I
supposed to go when I can’t get up?”
“There’s no way you’re this weak. I didn’t even kick you that hard.” Bonnie looked at him as if he were a
piece of trash. “You mug people for a living and should be somewhat tough. It seems I’m dead wrong. Why would you do these things if you’re so weak? What are you thinking?”
The mugger was furious after getting insulted so badly.
“Ugh, fine. I’ll call the cops. You’re such a burden, you know that?” Bonnie took her phone and called the police. Afterward, she turned to look at Jordynn, asking, “Is your leg okay?”
Jordynn was still in a daze and did not reply.
“Jeez, you can’t even respond. Is it that severe?” Bonnie muttered before crouching and lifting Jordynn’s
foot.
“Argh, that hurts. Abri
was so painful that she almost cried.
“It’s not that severe. It’s just dislocated.” Bonnie determined Jordynn’s injury in less than a minute.
The latter looked at her in disbelief, asking. “Do you have medical knowledge?”
Immediately after, she remembered finding a medical journal in Bonnie’s school bag.
“Uh–huh.” Bonnie held Jordynn’s injured foot and pushed it firmly.
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