Chapter 152: Hurricane Identity

Don was attacked so suddenly that he did not have time to react. The situation had turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and now he was paralyzed by the sudden attack.

One blow, then another… The two right hooks were lightning-fast and hammer-strong. Don tasted of his own blood in his mouth. Each blow made his head rumble. The attacker knew how to strike to really hurt.

Alston wanted to recognize his opponent, but didn't even have time to look up at him. He didn't even have the strength. He was slowly falling to the ground ...

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"Steve, stop it!" Martin shouted, grabbing Paxton by the hand. "You'll kill him!"

"And good! He deserved to die! "

"Steve !!!"

Paxton was breathing hard. But he stopped hitting Alston and watched his younger colleague slowly slide to the ground.