"Well, that bitch does look too good to sha..."
At that moment, a fist flew towards Evan's face. It was a powerful blow that sent Evan reeling back at once.
Evan collapsed onto the floor with a thud. The red-glowing floor lamp fell over with him. With a crash, the glass covering the lamp shattered in all directions.
Startled, Winter covered her mouth to keep from screaming.
Evan was writhing on the floor, clutching his face. Groans of pain escaped involuntarily.
Hugo looked down at Evan coldly and said,
"I warned you that it would be like this, you bastard."
Evan Park groaned and laughed. A thin trickle of blood flowed from his twisted lips.
"Yeah, hit me! Come on, hit me more, you son of a bitch! It's no fun if it's too easy! After getting beaten to a pulp, we can all roll around together..."