Barton glared at Alexander with bloodshot eyes. His will to fight was completely extinguished.
Barton had encountered powerful fighters before and knew one thing for sure: when facing someone you couldn’t defeat, the only option was to submit.
"You’re stronger than me. I’m no match for you. Please, spare me." Barton lowered his head, his voice filled with humility.
The boxers were stunned. Barton, once so domineering, was now bowing his head and begging for mercy. It was surreal.
Alexander gestured toward Tommy: “Did he hire you?"
"Yes, it was that bastard.” Barton replied, glaring at Tommy with fury.
Barton didn’t dare direct any anger toward Alexander. Instead, he channeled all his rage toward Tommy.
"You know what to do.” Alexander said calmly.
"Don’t worry. I’ll beat him so bad
