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    Caesar was fuming with anger when he encountered azy loser daring to challenge him while squatting in front of his car!


    Without uttering a single word, he raised his leg and kicked William to the ground. Before William could even turn around to get back up, Caesar charged in to deliver a flurry of punches and kicks.


    William cried out in agony, shouting, “What the hell? Why are you hitting me? Did I offend you or something? Are you out of your mind?”


    In response, Caesarnded a punch squarely on William’s nose, causing blood to stter across his face. “You’re the one who’s insane! Why were you squatting in front of my car? And the way you spoke to me? You’ve asked for this!” he yelled.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Caesar continued to unleash a series of brutal punches, leaving William on the brink of unconsciousness, his vision swirling and dimming.


    When Caesar’s associate witnessed the altercation, he quickly jumped out of the car to join his boss in delivering a savage beating to William.


    It was already excruciating for William to endure the blows from one man, but despair washed over him as the second man joined in.


    After receiving such a relentless beating, William’s stubbornness crumbled. Realizing the mercilessness of his attackers, he cried out, “Please, Boss, I’m sorry! Stop! I might die if this continues…”


    But Caesar was far from finished. “I’m infuriated, and you just appeared out of nowhere, acting like you want to be my punching bag! Fine, I’ll grant you that wish!” he shouted as he continued to pummel William.


    Blood soaked William’s face; with a crooked nose and swollen eyes, he felt himself slipping into unconsciousness from the severity of the assault.


    Suddenly, a tow truck pulled up in front of them, and the driver shouted from the window, “Hey! Stop that! If you don’t, I’ll call the police!”


    The driver was actually William’s friend. A good man with a strong sense of justice, he couldn’t see that it was William being attacked, but he couldn’t stand by and watch a helpless person get beaten by two burly men.


    At that moment, much of Caesar’s anger dissipated. All the rage that fueled his assault was now focused on William.


    Realizing that someone was threatening to call the police, Caesar decided it was time to cut his losses and leave quickly. After all, Don Albert was still waiting for him at the restaurant.


    He looked down at William and sneered, “You’re lucky today. Otherwise, you’d be a goner!”


    With that, he kicked William several meters away, pulled out his keys, and opened the door to his Phaeton.


    William, on the verge of copsing, managed to squint through his swollen eyes and was horrified to see Caesar getting into his car. Panic set in!


    “Hey! Why are you driving my car?!” William yelled angrily, scrambling toward Caesar in a hurry.


    Before Caesar could react, William lunged forward and clutched onto his legs tightly.


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