Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle

Chapter 3395 All The Men Who Are Knocked Down By Luca

Lucius was different.

He did not care about getting close to anyone, whether man or woman. Even when Hera's attempts to seduce him were blatantly obvious, he still remained unmoved and even showed signs of rejection.

Gerald could not help but marvel at Luca's sharp observations and incisive remarks.

He could not help but clap his hands lightly, genuinely impressed.

"Lucius truly is exceptional," said Gerald.

Luca came downstairs.

When she took the last step off the stairs, the men in the living room immediately fell silent.

They held their breath as they watched the woman in front of them. Her hair was straight, not like their boss' companion.

The men's gazes grew intense.

Luca's expression darkened.

Gerald stood beside her and said, "See, I told you-you're like a piece of meat dropped into a pack of wolves. Be careful."

One of the men heard Gerald and asked unhappily, "Hey, kid, what are you saying? What wolves? We're gentlemen. We'd never dream of doing anything inappropriate."

"Exactly! Lady, why don't you come and have a drink with us?" asked another man.

Luca's expression grew even colder.

Their intentions were written all over their faces.

Gerald noticed the storm brewing in Luca's expression and hastily gestured at the men to stop. He made a 'shut up gesture.

Instead of taking the hint, the men burst into laughter.

"Man, we've seen cowards, but this one takes the cake!"

"Right? Lady, come on. Just one drink..." Before the words finished leaving his mouth, the guy reached out, trying to grab Luca's hand.

Luca avoided his touch, but she immediately grabbed his hand and effortlessly slapped him across the face.

The sound echoed crisply in the living room.

Everyone froze with wide eyes.

What was going on? Did one of them get slapped across the face?

"Y-Y-You!" The man who had been slapped stammered, struggling to find his words.

"Who else wants to invite me for a drink?" Luca hated trouble, but when she sensed it brewing, she preferred to nip it in the bud.

A tense silence blanketed the room.

None of the men had expected her to lash out, let alone strike one of their own so decisively. They all came from the same base and had been together for a while, so naturally, they were more united.

"Fuck you, you filthy bitch!" One of the men came back to his senses, grabbing a bottle of beer and standing up aggressively.

Luca noticed that they had already drunk several bottles of alcohol.

When these guys had nothing else to do, they either worked out or drank, which she could understand.

However, after just a few drinks, they acted like they were the world's greatest, expecting every woman to submit to them. This was something Luca could not stand. She stared coldly at the man in front of her.

Her gaze remained steady as she watched the man step toward her. His eyes were filled with rage, as though he were about to rip her apart.

Cerald took a step back.

He was not worried about Luca losing. He knew she could handle herself, but he was concerned that if a fight broke out, he might get dragged into it, so he kept his distance to ensure his own safety.

Luca's expression was cold as she watched the man approach. When he came within range, she acted quickly, delivering a flawless shoulder throw

The man groaned as he hit the ground.

Luca stepped onto his chest. "How about this? You like it?"

The man groaned in pain. "Let... Let go..."

Luca twisted her foot, pressing against a weak point. "How does that feel?"

The man, barely able to speak through the pain, choked out, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It hurts!"

Luca did not release him. Instead, she stared coldly at the other men. "Anyone else wants to try your luck? Come on. Let's see who can take me down today."

The men looked at their downed companion in disbelief.

One of them shouted, "Get up, you trash! You're letting a woman put you down. Are you

kidding me?"

"Yeah, get up! Don't let this woman humiliate you like that!"

The man struggled to rise. Even though the weight on him was not heavy, he could not seem to get up. As he tried, he collapsed back to the ground, failing once again.

Luca's expression remained icy. "You want him to get up? As long as I don't take my foot off him, he won't be able to move. And it's going to hurt like hell. You want to save him?"

Her words made several of the men freeze.

They hesitated for a moment, unsure whether they should help their fallen comrade.

"Why are you scared? Let's all go at her. She's just a woman. How tough can she really be against all of us?" said one of them.

The group of men rushed toward her, ready to teach her a lesson.

"If we win, she'll be our collective property."

One of the men said so, and the others immediately made a move, treating Luca as though

she were a prize to be claimed.

They all charged forward at once.

Gerald finally grew worried. "Ms. Craw, be careful!"

When Gerald was secretly debating whether to call Shanks for backup, several agonized

cries filled the air.

Gerald's eyes widened in shock. All the men who had rushed toward Luca were now lying on the floor and clutching their injured bodies, unable to move.

"Ms. Craw, are you alright?" Gerald rushed forward. The scene before him was so intense that he almost wondered if he was dreaming. He pinched his cheek hard and felt the pain.

It was not a dream.

Luca had really taken care of the men who tried to take advantage of her all by herself.

Gerald shivered at the thought. He was lucky he had not made an enemy of her.

"I'm fine," replied Luca as she lifted her foot.

The man who had been pinned under her foot let out a sigh of relief.

"Why haven't they gotten up?" Gerald asked with curiosity.

"This is the power of medical skills," Luca explained. Even though they outnumbered her, she aimed for the most painful acupoints on each of their bodies when she hit them.

That was why all of the men were still on the ground, unable to get up.

After saying that, Luca did not pay attention to their cries of pain and walked into the kitchen.

Gerald looked at the mess around him, unsure how to handle the situation. Just then, Shanks came downstairs.

"What happened?" Shanks saw the group of men groaning in pain. He thought someone had come to challenge them.

"Luca did it," Gerald quickly explained. "These men were trying to make trouble with her, so she taught them all a lesson. Mr. Shanks, they look really hurt. Do we need to take care of

them?"

All the men who had changed shifts were knocked down by Luca.

If anything happened, these men were as good as useless in a fight.

Gerald was worried that Luca might be blarned.

Shanks furrowed his brows and examined the nearest man. He then released his grip with a

look of disgust. "They won't die"

Gerald was rendered speechless again.

Sure, they would not die, but they were still seriously injured.

Before Gerald could respond, Shanks added, "Luca targeted their acupoints, which is why

they're in so much pain. They'll be fine in about an hour. Consider it a lesson learned."

Then, Shanks turned and went back upstairs.

Gerald let out a sigh of relief. If they were not going to die and would recover soon, then

everything would be okay.

He crouched down and looked at the man in front of him. "Listen, buddy. Now that you know what Ms. Craw is capable of, I'd advise you not to mess with her again."