Scared to the point of weakening, he almost knelt down.
At this point, Charlie twisted his neck a bit. His fists like a thunderstorm aimed at Benjamin’s face.
"Let me show you what “wicked” really mean!"
"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.
Charlie's 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
