The man grabbed the manager's wrist and folded it backhand…

Click!

The sound of dislocated bones!

"Ah!" the manager screamed.

Winnie was also taken aback and took two steps back, looking at the strange tall man who suddenly appeared.

Looking muscular, expressionless, and ordinary-looking, he looked inconspicuous in the crowd.

Gale looked up and asked, "Pearton?"

"Ma'am, are you okay?" Pearton replied.

She nodded her head.

Only then had Pearton let go, pushed the manager hard, and then stood in front of Gale.

At the critical moment, she had not expected Pearton to be quite useful.

Winnie pointed at him and said, "Where did you come from? Why did you do that?"

The manager's facial features were distorted in pain. "My hand, it's broken... .."

"It's not broken. It's just dislocated. Go to the hospital and get it fixed. This is your punishment for touching my ma'am, and you deserve it," Pearton said.

"Ma'am? Her!"

Gale nodded. "That's right. It's me. What about it?"

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