My Dreamy Old Husband

Sophia paused and turned around to look at Derek, who had been dragged onto the floor.

“Are you saying that Ben is related to Alex?”

Derek nodded vigorously. “That’s true! Hence, you’d better not mess with him! You can’t afford to mess with Alex!”

Knowing that Ben actually had ties with Alex, it was even more unlikely that Sophia would let him go!

Sophia kicked Derek to the side and walked toward Rosie with a stun gun.

Obviously, Rosie hadn’t recognized Sophia. Who would’ve thought that the nerd she stepped on the toilet cover a few years ago was actually the girl in front of her?

Rosie had dropped out of school and mingled in the society for several years, so she knew what to do in such a situation. Then, she grabbed a machete and charged toward Sophia.

As she raised the machete at Sophia, the latter avoided the attack with incredible agility and blocked the machete with her stun gun. As Sophia caught the machete in her hand, she released the current from her weapon. In the blink of an eye, Rosie’s whole body twitched as she fell to the ground, paralyzed. The high-end killer equipment Sophia was using to fight against the group of high schoolers was like killing a chicken with a chainsaw.

As Rosie writhed in pain and sobbed loudly, her smoky makeup was all ruined.

Then, a pair of black heavy-duty boots stepped on her head forcefully.

Sophia stubbed Rosie’s head in the sand by the river bank, just like how Rosie had pressed her face onto the toilet lid back then. She did it with such force that Rosie’s face went so deep into the sand; the sobbing woman was even forced to eat a mouthful of sand.

A hard slap hit her face as it interrupted her mid-sentence.

Rosie had about a dozen underlings with her, whereas they only had a few people with them—how could she have possibly lost?!

f*ck are you?! Tell me your name if you

had to wear a mask earlier because it was too dusty,

remember my name—it’s

Sophia!

the wife of that movie star named Taylor, but Rosie had dropped out of school ages ago; she had beaten many people up, and she completely forgot about the withered young girl

Rosie’s chin and leaned down as she gave

ten times back then, each time harder than the last. Her face

red and began

people a good beating to the point where Ben was kneeling in front of her with the rest

bridge was filled with

whip and established the dominance she had when she was training new

have now been targeted

around and not going to school, I’ll let my fists teach you a lesson if the teachers in

…

in such social societies were not even considered gangsters; they were just a bunch of thugs. They were so used to bullying weaker people that when they were faced with actual leaders of gangs, they cowered away. Hence, they resorted to bullying students in school and engaged in campus bullying.

Sophia turned Rosie again with her back to the sky. She ripped open her jacket, revealing the black suspenders as well as her bare back. After abusing drugs for so long, Rosie was as thin as Ben; Sophia had no sympathy for

back and turned to Stanley, “Give me a

teach the high school students a lesson; as soon as he heard Sophia, he immediately

stop it, he boldly offered one and lit up the cigarette for

thug as she took a few puffs from the cigarette. She frowned at the strange smell and clamped the cigarette in her hand as she leaned down

instantly overshadowing the cries of the rest

out and proceeded to poke it several more times on Rosie’s back; it turned out to be a shape

form of interest, she had specially gifted