"If you don't want your hand broken, move your dirty paw away."
The tone was threatening, with a voice chilling to the bone.
Stan Torres's hand that had touched her waist froze in place unexpectedly, and his facial expression gradually stiffened.
Her eyes turned icy, Flossie Wright stared him down with a hint of murderous intent, making Stan feel unnaturally jittery, and his gaze towards her became more and more awkward.
After a moment, Stan recovered from the shock, and turned to show her an embarrassed smile, "No offense, just a joke."
The moment he saw Flossie Wright, he recognized her, since it was hard to forget someone with her distinctive looks.
But to his surprise, the useless girl he remembered had become a cool sniper. After telling his comrades, they all egged him on to test Flossie.
He was after the folding military knife at her waist.
He never expected to be discovered by Flossie before he could even touch it.