Atticus thought, fight?
Then fight!
Atticus was not a coward. When their fists met, he went forward with all his strength. He was so fierce that he actually knocked down a few gangsters in the lead.
Reagan thought, he is not a loser... He is quite good at fighting!
Fuck!
Die!
Reagan's pupils shrank!
"Trash, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and fight!"
Reagan turned around and roared at another group of hooligans.
More and more hooligans came forward...
Finally, Atticus, who was outnumbered, was pressed to the ground. The hooligans took him to Reagan.
"Ha, aren't you very good at fighting? Why not keep fighting?"
Reagan raised his chin and walked to Atticus with a look of disdain.
Then, he raised his hand...
"Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!"
Reagan directly waved his hand and slapped Atticus hard four times.