Chapter Thirty-Six

Tightening his grip on Earl's hand, Rome knocked him to the ground before angrily punching him countless times in the face.

The pressure that Rome put on Earl's body had him unable to break loose or defend himself as Rome's fist slammed into his jaw, causing him to taste a surge of blood on his tongue.

'He's not going to do it, right?' Catherine thought, staring at the blood on Rome's knuckle as it slammed into Earl's face.

Without talking, K looked at Brook with a hint of worry in his eyes. But he maintained his silence, even though he knew K's stared meant, "Should we intervene?"

After receiving another punch from Rome, Earl struggled, lifted his hands, and grabbed him by the collar.

But Rome held his wrists and yanked his hands away from him, ignoring the fact that the snitches in his palm had ripped, and he was bleeding from the cut.

Then he met Earl's eyes before his fist cluttered on Earl's face, and then he put a hole in his sto