Joe looked coldly at the woman sprawled on the ground, her face streaked with tears and snot from pain, his eyes showing nothing but disgust.
If she could have endured a little longer and shown more backbone, he might have admired her more, but seeing her like this, he really couldn't muster any sympathy for her.
He frowned and pulled his foot out of her hands, but as soon as he moved his foot, Mary immediately grabbed it tightly.
Joe looked in surprise at the foot she had grabbed, his face marked by astonishment, for he had not expected her to still have the strength to hold on to him.
However, he really couldn't stand having his foot grabbed by her any longer, seeing her in this state, not knowing when the filthy substance on her face would get on his foot.
He lifted his foot and briefly increased the pressure, and the hands that were gripping his foot were immediately shaken off.
