C41 There must be Something in Here
With a resounding "bang," the arm struck the man in the flowery clothes on the head like a thick iron rod, catapulting him through the air. A stream of blood sprayed from his mouth in a challenging arc, the droplets fanning out 180 degrees, glittering in the sunlight. Before losing consciousness, he thought he glimpsed a rainbow.
The shorter man was quick-witted. From the outset