This time, his nose began to bleed and Jean could not take it anymore, so he punched him too. But his blow was weaker. It only stirred up more anger in Percival. Throwing him aside, he kicked him and when he screamed loudly, Percival lifted him up again and threw him back. Jean, suddenly became a thing that had no weight. And Percival lifted him up and threw him back again and again with ease. It all looked a little funny and many people began to clap and laugh. Jean was desperately asking for help, though. And his cries were heard. For the next second the gendarmes appeared on the stage.
"Stop! You!"
Coming to his senses, Adelard quickly picked up his jacket and briefcase from the ground and grabbed Percival by the arm and quickly ran forward.
"Stop! Catch them!"
Leaving the noise and laughter behind him, Adelard ran as fast as he could, his hand firmly gripping Percival's arm, along which his best friend's blood was slowly running.