C382 Peace of the World(2)

In an instant, the disheveled man crashed heavily to the ground.

Hamilton showed no restraint, his fists flying like the wind, relentlessly striking his opponent's face.

The blows landed as if he were pummeling not a human skull, but a solid punching bag.

What had started as a fair skirmish quickly degenerated into a one-sided thrashing. Seemingly to conserve energy