Charles Anger

Scared to the point of weakening, he almost knelt

down.

At this point, Charles twisted his neck a bit. His

fists like a thunderstorm aimed at Benjamin's face.

"Let me show you what ‘wicked’ really means!"

"Punch, punch, punch"

The punches rained down on Benjamin's face. In a few seconds, his face swelled up. But he dared not make a sound, clenching his mouth tightly in pain.

The two men he brought saw their boss being beaten up. They were about to help, but Benjamin

suddenly reached out a hand to stop them, "Stand

there!"

They looked at each other and could only stand

still, watching their boss get beaten.

Charles' anger wasn't settled by just a few blows.

He didn't stop until he had seriously injured Benjamin.

"Mr. Collins, I'm wicked, I've beaten you like this. What will you do to me?"

Two people helped Benjamin up. He was unable to steady himself. He extremely weak, yet he managed to put on a very ugly smile, "Not at all, I

just fell by myself. It has nothing to do with you.

Really