Chapter 368 What, Are You a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle?

My heart sank, but I did not hesitate. I pushed my way through the crowd, stood by their side, and muscled them out of the mob. These people clung on stubbornly, hurling curses and insults every step of the way, however. Some of the middle-aged women even resorted to street curses. I ignored it all, got Madam Young safely into the car, and when someone tried to block our way, I did not stop to think. I shoved them aside, helped Emily into the car quickly, and slammed the door shut. The guy reaching for the car door was a hefty dude, but he was totally caught off guard when I shoved him hard to the ground. He landed with a thud, and everyone around us froze for a second, just as shocked as he was. Nobody saw that coming. Seconds later, the man scrambled to his feet, his eyes burning with fury. "You think you can push me around, you little brat? I will show you what pushing really is!" he bellowed. He barreled toward me like a runaway truck. I stood no chance against this human bulldo