Crow was spitting blood from sheer rage.
Tony’s words were simply too infuriating. To think his elite men—the cream of his crop—were being treated as mere sparring partners for the Greedy Wolf Hall. He had never been so humiliated in his life!
Tony, however, couldn't care less about what Crow was thinking. Seeing that Crow was still trying to stand, Tony moved with lightning speed, appearing before him in an instant. With a brutal kick, he sent Crow flying several meters back, where he slammed heavily into the bar counter.
Chapter 158