Chapter 66 Kicking the Iron Plate

A large crowd had gathered, their murmurs blending into a cacophony around the scene. In the middle lay Isabel's grandfather, Justin, curled up on the ground in agony. Blood streamed down his face from a head wound, his hands clinging tightly to an enraged middle-aged man, Kent, as if fearing he might escape. "Let go of me, old man! If you don't, I'll kick you again!" Kent roared, lifting his right foot threateningly, poised to strike Justin again as if he were a soccer ball. "Stop it, you bastard!" Isabel's scream pierced through the noise, her eyes blazing with fury. She charged forward like an enraged lioness, ready to tear Kent to pieces. "Grandpa, are you okay? Does it hurt?" Isabel and Mod broke through the crowd simultaneously, stumbling towards Justin and frantically trying to help him up. Justin grimaced in pain, the gaping wound on his forehead horrifying to look at, his right foot swollen like a loaf of bread, clearly the result of Kent's vicious kick. "Ouch, my foot is