Couldn't Move

Everyone was dumbfounded. Particularly, the man who was stepped on by Lucille. From his point of view, all he could see were her cold and charming eyes. She was beautiful, arrogant, and ethereal. The man struggled with all his might, but his legs that were being stepped on felt extremely heavy. He couldn't move them at all! "You idiots! What are you waiting for? Kill her for me!" the man roared. The rest of the thugs came to their senses. They rolled up their sleeves and pounced on Lucille. One of them was holding a hammer in his hand. It was a heavy one, and it would deal a huge blow if she got hit. It seemed that they were going to use that hammer to cripple her legs. Lucille asked indifferently, "Who hired you?" The man cursed, "It's time for you to die, you b*tch! I won't tell you!" "It doesn't matter. You will tell me," she replied. The corner of her mouth twitched. At that time, the other thugs had already rushed in front of her. The force from the hammer caused a breeze that bru