Henry kicked the hooligan beside him and said angrily, "Go away, you're blocking my sister's path."
The hooligan on the ground cried out as he moved away in a hurry, making way for them.
"Fiona, it's cold here. Let's get in the car and warm up first."
Henry smiled ingratiatingly and kicked the hooligans on the ground.
They were useless. They couldn't even defeat such a weak little girl. What kind of men were they?
What a bunch of losers.
Fiona glanced at Henry who was opposite her. She immediately pouted and grabbed Henry's clothes. She said with a grievance, "Henry, look. It's all because of them. My hair is messy."
With that, Fiona tugged at her scattered hair on her chest, as if she had been bullied.
Henry looked at Fiona with pity, "Poor thing. I will avenge you right now."
With that, Henry kicked the hooligan behind him again.
The hooligan covered his chest... Why did Henry always kick him?
