"Don't... don't touch her!" Abel hurriedly shouted, "Move aside, don't hurt her!"
Upon hearing this, everyone seemed to understand, realizing these two likely had a special relationship, and their faces showed a hint of amusement as they stepped aside voluntarily.
With no one to stop her, Betty rushed forward, swinging a broom at Abel's face. Abel raised his arm to shield his head, and the broom thudded against his arm.
Betty had been working out since she was young. Though she wasn't quite as skilled as Jessica or Gan Yuan, she wasn't far behind. This blow with the broom left Abel's arm numb.
"You damn girl, you're really hitting me!"
Betty snorted, and swung the broom again.
Abel had no choice but to keep retreating inside.
However, the warehouse had its limits. Soon, he reached the very back, surrounded by piles of old cardboard boxes yet to be moved, with a wall right behind him...
Seeing what was behind him, Abel retreated to one side, pleading for mercy.
