In fact, Wang Yi had never dreamed that when Nicole saw the robbers just now, she would be so scared that she clung to his arm, nearly bruising it.
She had been so frightened that her legs nearly gave out, and she could hardly walk.
But when she saw him in danger, Nicole had actually thrown herself at the Gunman Thug without hesitation.
"Nicole, weren't you scared just now?"
Wang Yi asked, his heart aching for her.
"I wasn't thinking that much. I just saw him about to shoot you, so I wanted to stop him. You know I can't stand seeing you get hurt."
Hearing that, Wang Yi held Nicole tightly.
In this day and age, it was already hard to find a girl willing to share your hardships, let alone one willing to take a bullet for you.
Nicole seemed quite relaxed now as she asked Wang Yi, "Wang, can you really do kung fu?"
Wang Yi shook his head. "I only know a little."
Wang Yi had learned how to fight from Uncle Yuan.
Uncle Yuan had removed all the lethal moves before teaching them to Wang Yi.
But through his own research, Wang Yi had managed to restore thirty or forty percent of those moves.
And that was more than enough.
The move he had used against the two robbers just now was to crush their throats.
The first time, Wang Yi had struck Laifu's throat with his elbow.
But Laifu had lowered his head slightly, so most of the force from Wang Yi's elbow had actually landed on his chin, with only a small part hitting his throat.
That had only left him temporarily unable to breathe; it hadn't caused any fatal injury.
But when he dealt with the gunman next, the blow had been