Good Boy, Just 100!

Hazel was very envious of that assistant's skills. When she encountered danger, she could not always wait for someone to protect her.

"Lucy, let's go and learn some martial arts!"

Hazel just lost her job and had nothing to do. She wanted to make good use of her time.

The car was stuffy. Hazel leaned lazily against the back seat, squinting as she lost in thought.

Every man has a Bruce Lee in his heart, and in a woman's heart, there is a dream lover like Bruce Lee who can protect her with martial arts.

When it came to learning martial arts, there seemed to be endless strength in Hazel's body, and even her stomach did not hurt so much.

"Ms. Horatio, are you sure?"

Lucy agreed, but looking at Hazel's thin arms and legs, Lucy doubted that she could endure.

"Don't underestimate me."

The scenery outside the car was passing by quickly, and Hazel seemed to be deep in thought.

In terms of physical strength, she might not compare to those strong men.