Chapter 712

Blood flowed out from Alistair's eyes and nose and gradually tainted his clothes red. It was a gruesome scene to behold when paired with the squeals of agony coming from the defeated Alistair. He had never once gotten beaten so badly in his entire lifetime. While his face hurt a lot, what hurt even more was the humiliation he had just suffered. He would lose all respect around town if he didn't get his revenge right away. Just then, the bar's security guards finally made their way inside. Around a dozen men, each with batons in their hands, carefully surrounded Wyatt. The head of security's face turned pale when he saw the state Alistair had ended up in. But given that Alistair was the owner's younger brother, he had to fulfill his job and handle the threat, or he might be fired. The head of security's expression became serious as he glared at Wyatt. "You brat! Do you know who you've just hit? We're going to fucking tear you into pieces!" He then hurriedly helped the half-conscio