The man continued to wail on the ground as if he wouldn’t be satisfied until he extorted a hefty sum


    from Steven.


    The girl sitting beside me cautiously approached and discreetly filmed the shameless man


    before nervously asking me, “Miss, is he your boyfriend? He seems so cool.”


    I looked up at Steven, who was ring at the man.


    He was probably already thinking about how to deal with this guy and put an end to this


    nuisance.


    Taking a deep breath, I forced a smile. “Yeah, that’s just his personality.”


    “I’m warning you, this won’t stop until you pay up. Are you in cahoots with this disgraceful woman to


    attack people in broad daylight?” The man continued his tirade. Since no one was paying him any


    mind, he redirected his usations toward the girl beside me.


    In truth, the girl’s attire was quite normal. She was wearing a floral sundress that entuated her


    well–proportioned figure. She gave off a sunny, youthful vibe.


    But the man persisted in criticizing her attire.


    “You’re the indecent one,” the girl retorted in tears.


    Steven’s re sent shivers down the man’s spine.


    I guessed if the man knew Steven was mentally ill, he would be trembling in fear.


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    Indeed, the man seemed genuinely scared. He hesitantly inched away from Steven on the ground.


    “What are you looking at?”


    He didn’t dare provoke Steven, who towered over him, so he directed his aggression toward me.


    I sighed, reaching out to tug at Steven’s sleeve. I wasn’t afraid of the man extorting us, was afraid


    Steven might lose control.


    I didn’t understand the world of the mentally ill. They were too unpredictable.


    “I’m telling you, you have to pay up, or this won’t end!” the man continued to scream.


    but I


    “He’s trying to me you guys. I bet he’ll call the police. When they arrive, I’ll testify for you,” the girl


    offered to help us avoid trouble with the man.


    I remained silent and held onto Steven tightly.


    “You’re all a bunch of crooks. I bet you two are prostitutes too!” The man persisted in his


    usations.


    With a loud thud, Steven stepped forward and kicked the man against the subway door.


    The man’s greasy face bore the imprint of Steven’s shoe, and blood began to trickle from his


    nose.


    “He assaulted me! Help! Assault!” the man started to cry out, attempting to attract more


    attention.


    Steven walked over, grabbed his cor, and punched him in the


    eye.


    He crouched there with an impassive expression, as if he were engaged in something intriguing.


    He grabbed the man’s cor and effortlessly delivered another punch, swelling both of the


    man’s eyes.


    The man let out a cry as he looked fearfully at Steven. Despite being a middle–aged man with


    considerable strength, he waspletely overpowered by Steven.


    Although Steven appeared slender and tall, he possessed an unexpected amount of strength.


    “Steven…” I nervously stood up, attempting to intervene.


    Meanwhile, the girl beside me admirably covered her mouth. “Oh my god, he’s so crazy! I love


    it.”


    I couldn’tprehend the girl’sment in this situation.


    Steven nced back at me.


    The man attempted tounch a surprise attack on Steven.


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    Instinctively, I tried to help him, but the man’s strike missed. Steven caught it instead.


    He truly was quite mad.


    With everyone watching, he grasped the man’s wrist and exerted a firm pressure.


    There was a crack, followed by a bloodcurdling scream.


    The man’s phone fell from his pocket as he writhed in pain on the ground.


    I facepalmed. This was really bad.


    “I hereby dere that I’m done idolizing celebrities. I’m going after him. He’s so handsome!” The girl


    excitedly filmed Steven.