“Robbery! Hand over all your valuables and move quickly!”

Kiera couldn’t clearly see the faces of the individuals who exited the car, but her keen hearing allowed her to catch snippets of what the gangsters said.

Without hesitation, she sprinted over.

As a man, trembling with fear, reluctantly handed over his wallet, Kiera darted forward and kicked the wallet from his grasp.

The wallet flew from his hand.

Kiera moved swiftly, turned around, and lunged to catch the wallet as it fell.

With a flick of her wrist, she sent the wallet sailing through the open car door, where it bounced off the front windshield before landing on the passenger seat.

Everyone was taken aback by this sudden turn of events.

Kiera’s movements were incredibly rapid, executed in one seamless motion.

By the time they regained their composure, Kiera had already knocked over two motorcycles. Before their riders could react, she grabbed a fallen stick and struck them down, leaving them howling on the ground.

The riders of the remaining four or five motorcycles jumped out of their vehicles, brandishing iron rods and surrounding Kiera, shouting, “Who do you think you are? How dare you interfere?”

Kiera, hailing from a martial arts background, had been training since childhood. Her combat skills far surpassed those of Serenity, who could easily turn the tide against a dozen gangsters.

Kiera was even more formidable.

Without uttering a word, she swung the iron rod with vigor, landing every blow.

Only cries of pain filled the air, and when Kiera finally stopped, the men who had besieged her lay on the ground, writhing in agony.

The few remaining riders on motorcycles recognized the danger.

They quickly fled on motorcycles. Kiera raised the iron rod in her hand once more, releasing it so that it struck a motorcycle’s wheel. The motorcycle toppled over, sending its riders crashing to the ground and causing a chain reaction that overturned two additional motorcycles behind it. Ultimately, only two motorcycles managed to escape.

Once Kiera had stopped, she clapped her hands, pulled out her cell phone, and called the police. After placing the call, she turned her attention to the man who appeared frozen in shock. He wasn’t truly petrified, but rather stunned. The man who had been targeted by the motorcycle gang was Julian, the heir of the Bucham family, who had organized the entire scheme for the night. The motorcycle gang members were not real criminals; they were all affiliated with Julian.

After picking up a set of keys at the airport, Julian noticed a photo on the keychain that stirred his heart. He recognized the girl with the radiant smile as his destined partner. Using the resources of the Bucham family, he quickly identified her as Kiera Caron from Yonsburg.

Having grown up in a family that practiced martial arts, Kiera had trained under her elders since childhood, establishing a strong foundation. She had been competing in martial arts events since she was very young and had earned numerous accolades. After graduating from university, she returned to her family’s martial arts gym to work as a coach, although her students were all children. Both her father and brother believed she was too young, despite her extensive experience in martial arts competitions.

Despite her lack of teaching experience, Kiera was determined to gain it by caring for children. She genuinely loved being around them. Although she sometimes felt overwhelmed by the constant bickering of a group of Hua Gulong, her students often managed to lift her spirits during her free time. Her relationship with her students was a mix of love and frustration.

Julian had thoroughly researched Kiera, even delving into the extensive history of the Caron family. He was aware that Kiera had studied martial arts, but he was surprised to discover that she was strong enough to take down several of his associates on her own. Truly impressive!