C98 You Are so Beautiful It Would be a Pity If You Were Disfigured

His henchmen shivered, gritted their teeth, and gripping steel pipes, charged once more into the fray.

"Get down!" Mr. Hart commanded silently, his calm unshaken as he dove into the fray against the remaining six attackers.

Like wolves descending on a flock of sheep, within three minutes, four more were sprawled on the ground, yet Mr. Hart stood untouched.

With a sneer of contempt, Mr