C58 Killed You

However, how could Fatty be willing to listen to all of this. He still waved his palm over to grab my collar.

I stared into his eyes, and when his hand was within five centimeters of my collar, I raised my arm to block him. I grabbed hold of his wrist with my backhand and twisted it.

Everyone was shocked.

I didn't miss an opportunity to lift Fatty up and put more strength into his hand