Kiera tilted her head as a sharp knife swished past her, nearly grazing her face.

In a swift motion, the man flicked his wrist and slashed at Kiera’s neck with the blade.

Suddenly, Julian’s large hand appeared and seized the man’s wrist. The robber screamed in pain as the knife clattered to the ground. Unable to escape, he was kicked again, Julian’s grip on his wrist unyielding.

Julian turned to face the robber’s back and delivered a sharp kick to his hind legs. The man felt a jolt of pain and collapsed to his knees. Julian then yanked his wrists, maintaining control.

Continuing to overpower the robber, Julian forced him to the ground, pressing his face hard against the pavement. Bloodied and bruised, the robber cried out, “Call XXX quickly, help, call the police!”

Julian chuckled, “Yes, yes, you need to call XXX.”

He then looked at Kiera and said, “Ms. Caron, please call the police.”

Kiera was amazed by Julian’s skills and thought his actions were incredibly impressive.

Upon hearing his request, she quickly retrieved her mobile phone and dialed the police.

Before they arrived, Julian restrained the robber, rendering him immobile.

Although Kiera was filled with questions, she chose not to ask them right away. Instead, she attended to the woman with the sprained foot, returning her bag and asking with concern, “Are you okay? Did you check the bag? Is anything missing?”

The woman replied, “I twisted my foot.”

Wincing in pain, she quickly opened her bag to inspect its contents. After a moment, she looked at Kiera and said, “Thankfully, I have a lot in my bag. I was terrified! Thank you so much, sister. If it weren’t for your help, my bag would have been taken.”

The woman was responsible for managing the finances and operations of a processing plant. Today, she needed to distribute the workers’ wages. Since the factory had minimal regulations, the payments were made in cash.

She went to the bank and withdrew over $100,000 in cash, planning to bring it back to the factory to pay the employees, but little did she know she would become a target.

A robber snatched her bag just as she was about to get into her car. She chased after him, shouting desperately for help, but the robber was too fast, and no one around her reacted quickly enough to assist in intercepting him. She struggled to keep up but was unable to catch him.

Fortunately, she encountered Kiera and Julian; otherwise, she would have lost the cash, and the workers would not receive their wages.

In the past, she had carried money in an inconspicuous package that didn’t draw attention and was always secure. This time, however, she felt targeted at the bank.

Kiera said, “We just passed by and heard your cries. We have already contacted the police.”

“Thank you, thank you so much,” the woman expressed her gratitude to Kiera and Julian repeatedly.

The police arrived promptly.

The robber was handcuffed and secured to the police car.

Kiera tilted her head as the sharp knife flashed in front of her, nearly grazing her face.

The man flicked his wrist and slashed Kiera’s neck with the blade.

Suddenly, Julian’s large hand appeared, quickly seizing the robber’s wrist. With immense force, the robber screamed as the knife slipped from his grip and clattered to the ground. Julian then delivered a swift kick, preventing the man from retreating since he still held his wrist tightly.

Julian turned around, positioned himself behind the robber, and kicked the back of the man’s legs. The robber felt a sharp pain and fell to his knees, his restrained wrists being yanked by Julian.

Julian.

Julian confronted the robber again, pushing him to the ground and forcefully rubbing his face against the pavement. The robber’s face became bruised and bloodied, causing him to scream, “Call XXX quickly! Help, call the police!”

Julian chuckled, “Yes, yes, you definitely need to call XXX.”

He looked up and said to Kiera, “Ms. Caron, please call the police.”

Kiera was taken aback by Julian’s skills and thought his actions were impressive.

Upon hearing his request, she quickly pulled out her mobile phone and dialed the police.

Before the police arrived, Julian restrained the robber, preventing any movement.

Kiera was filled with questions but chose not to ask immediately. Instead, she prioritized helping the woman with the sprained ankle, returning her bag and inquiring with concern, “Are you okay? Did you check your bag? Is anything missing?”

The woman replied, “I twisted my ankle.”

She spoke through a wince of pain and quickly opened her bag. After inspecting its contents, she said to Kiera, “Fortunately, I have most of my things. I was terrified! Thank you so much, sister. If it weren’t for your help, my bag would have been stolen.”

The woman managed the finances and operations of a processing plant, and it was her responsibility to pay the workers’ wages that day. Since the factory operated without strict regulations, wages were paid in cash.

She had just withdrawn over $100,000 in cash from the bank to take back to the factory for payroll, unaware that she would become a target.

As she was about to get into her car, the robber snatched her bag. She chased after him, shouting desperately, but he was too fast, and no one nearby reacted quickly enough to assist her in intercepting him. Despite her efforts, she was unable to catch up.

Fortunately, she encountered Kiera and Julian; otherwise, she would have been…

might not be able to teach you.”

Julian replied sheepishly, “I was trying to find a way to repay you. Yes, I actually know martial arts. Ms. Caron, like you, I trained in martial arts when I was young. My family is wealthy, but my parents warned me that even though we could hire many bodyguards, if they were compromised, they could turn against me.”

As the crowd understood what had happened, they all gave Kiera and Julian thumbs up, commending their bravery.

Once the police arrived, the two discreetly left the scene.

After walking a short distance, Kiera glanced at Julian beside her and smiled, “Mr. Bucham, you are quite mysterious. You’re clearly skilled, yet you mentioned wanting to join my Caron Family Martial Arts Gym to learn more and even expressed a desire to honor my father. With your abilities, I doubt my dad could teach you anything new.”

“I can’t be your master,” Julian said sheepishly. “I was considering how to repay you. Yes, I do know martial arts. Ms. Caron, like you, I learned martial arts in my youth. My family is wealthy, and my parents taught me that even though we can hire many bodyguards, if they are bought by someone else, they might betray me instead of protecting me.”