“Make me?! No, I’ll make you!”

Redhead really had no idea who Drunken Moon was and strode up, ready to bring

the pain.

Drunken Moon sneered and kicked him down to the ground, keeping her foot on

his stomach and slapping him across the face.

Redhead was certainly shocked by his burning left cheek—the bitch looked normal, but she was a fighter!

“I’m sorry, ma’am! Please let me go!”