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That sour, mean look terrified Eleven, and she looked at me in panic, her eyes asking for my help.

I frowned, stood up, and said to the woman: "Stop!"

Before the woman could say anything, the middle-aged man brought his men and blocked in front of me aggressively. He said arrogantly to me, "What are you doing? You want to save her? Let me tell you