It was the same familiar kick.
This time, the man didn't hold back at all. His foot struck Bill squarely, sending the man flying nearly a meter through the air.
Mother and son ended up sprawled on the ground together. The surrounding crowd stared in stunned silence.
A few people had been thinking about stepping in to mediate—but after measuring their own physiques against the man's, they quickly thought better of it. No one wanted to end up kicked like that.
Mrs. Warren sat there dazed for a long moment before scrambling toward her son.
"Oh heavens, Bill! Bill, are you alright?!"
"That bastard dared to kick you! We're calling the police—absolutely calling the police! He needs to be thrown in jail!"
Bill lay on the ground groaning, clutching his stomach. The pain was so intense he couldn't even speak.
Mother and son cursed furiously while helping each other to their feet.
When they finally looked up again, the man was already gone.
