บท 68: Fist Fight

Smack... a brick-sized fist landed on Ambrose's left cheek, pushing his head to the side. His neck muscles pulsated as they were undergoing immense stress. It looked like the veins on his neck were about to burst.

Simultaneously, his own fist landed on Teddy's face, breaking his nose. Teddy stumbled backwards with a broken nose as blue blood continued dripping down from his nostrils. He was left stunned after the punch, as his whole face turned numb.

Ambrose staggered to the side and grabbed a nearby table to steady himself. He touched his mouth, thinking that a few of his teeth might have been shattered by the impact.

"Stop it, guys!" Layla shouted and turned to the rest of the group, who were watching the fight with great interest. "Stop watching and stop them!"

"Don't you fucking dare!" Teddy shouted at them, making them all jump back in surprise. He then turned back to the black-haired young man, gritted his teeth, and rushed at him like a raging bull.