Naomi looked at those people coldly and said, "Let him go!"
The group of people became unhappy when they saw that she was not going to leave.
"Why? Do you know each other?"
On the other end, Nelson shook his head and said, "I don't know her. Just leave. Don't worry about me."
"No!" Naomi gritted her teeth. "You're my boyfriend, and you said so yourself. Why aren't you admitting at this time?"
"Oh, you're his girlfriend! That's easy then. You're all a family, so it's natural to share happiness and hardships together! We'll cripple the man, and we'll bring the woman with us!"
After that, the men smiled at each other and exchanged meaningful gazes.
The next second, Naomi instantly kicked the man who had spoken up.
He was stunned for a few seconds. Then, he raised his hand and touched his forehead, only to find that he was bleeding.
"F*ck!"
He spat on the ground.
He said coldly, "You b*tch! Guys, go ahead! Kill this d*mned couple!"
They all surrounded her. However, Naomi beat them up with her bare hands. After a few moves of hers, they collapsed to the ground.
Normally, things would not go that smoothly for Naomi.
However, she had drunk a lot today. In addition, those people had already consumed a lot of their energy from fighting with Nelson. At that moment, they were all covering their mouths and whining on the ground.
At the same time, several people who had followed behind her saw this scene and held their foreheads.
Leslie had even asked them to take good care of Miss Naomi.
However, Naomi clearly did not need anyone to take care of her. It would be more likely that the people on the ground needed to be taken care of more.
Just as they were deep in thought, Naomi waved her hand.
"Take these people to the police station!"
After that, she stepped forward to support Nelson.
"How are you feeling? I'll take you to the hospital immediately!"
"Not the hospital!" Nelson shook his head before fainting.
Leslie's subordinate behind her reminded her, "Miss Naomi, which hospital will you be going to?"
Naomi thought about it for a moment and abandoned that notion. She said, "We won't be going to the hospital. I remember that I have an apartment nearby. Let's go to there"
They would be easily discovered if they went back to Leslie's place. It would be bad if Master Clarke was implicated!
It was best to deal with this matter by herself.
Of course, she had her own personal reasons as well. Nelson himself said that he did not want to go to the hospital. However, why on earth would he choose to not go to the hospital?
If it was because of a horrific reason, then the fewer who knew about it, the better!
When they arrived at the apartment and had settled Nelson down, Naomi told her subordinates, "Go back! Tell Master Clarke that I'm fine, everything is fine. When I've settled everything, I'll explain everything to him personally. Tell him to be rest assured. As for the rest, don't say anything more, got it?"
Naomi was their future leader, so how could they not obey her?
After they all left, Naomi called Richard and told him the address of her apartment.
"Bring some medicine supplies and other things with you. Don't let anyone know about this!"
After she hung up on the call, Nelson, who was laying on the bed, frowned deeply. Naomi noticed that he was in so much pain, therefore she wanted to help him clean up. After she took off his jacket, she was frightened by the amount of blood on his body.
She was a person who practiced self-defense, so it was common for her to get injured. Last time, she had mentioned that she had gotten used to getting hurt, and Nelson had told off by saying that she did not cherish herself.
Yet, what about himself?
The white shirt inside his jacket had been stained red. Naomi stretched her hand out to tear off his shirt, only to see that the wound inside was even more grievous.
If she was an ordinary woman, she would have been scared to tears.
Fortunately, although the apartment was not inhabited, everything was well stocked.
Naomi immediately took a towel and cleaned up
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