No longer could he command everyone's immediate support. Charging at Fatty were only four diehard lackeys of Monroe, whose brains and foresight were notably lacking.
These four unlucky fellows, only once they surged from the crowd, realized no one else had moved with them. They wanted to halt, but it was too late. Waiting for them were Fatty's bowl-sized fists.
Like a meteor, his fist crashed into the face of the first student.
The student's face splattered like a smashed tomato, blood spraying everywhere!
With a cold sneer, Fatty ghosted into the midst of the four, flattening the first one head-on, then spinning and elbowing another student in the face. This blow was even harsher; the student let out a scream that hardly sounded human, clutching his face as he fell. His nose was broken, and several teeth were knocked out.
