“Save me!” Georgia shouted in the rain.
The motorcycle stopped in front of Georgia, and Scorpio got down from it, holding a short stick in his hand.
If this was an ordinary rescue operation, the person would definitely carry Georgia on the motorcycle and rush out from the pack of “wolves" by stepping on the accelerator, but Scorpio did not do so.
He chose to go to the pack of wolves. He held the short stick in his hand firmly. With an explosive burst, Scorpio suddenly exerted force on his feet and jumped into the crowd of the opponent.
He was cold, arrogant, unsociable, and stubborn. Scorpio’s stick smashed directly on the shoulder of one of them, and the shoulder was dislocated in an instant. Then, the stick hit his leg at a lightning-fast speed, and his leg bone was immediately broken. Scorpio’s short stick was powerful, and every move was deadly.
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