Chapter 599 What Else Did You Expect?

Or… It was more likely someone had a death wish. Everyone thought that Zayn had a death wish. Maybe he had grown tired of his life, or he would not have done something so fatally stupid. Sean shut his eyes in an attempt to look away. Zayn could multiply himself by ten, and it still would not save him from getting his butt whooped. Terror Teddy was enraged. With a furious bellow of “Looking to die, punk?!” he strode toward Zayn, swinging a heavy punch forward aimed at Zayn’s head. Even a heavyweight professional pugilist would be out like a light from receiving it, so it became obvious how much it would hurt someone as scrawny as Zayn. Everyone watched closely. Zayn was motionless as he made no attempt to evade. Perhaps he was scared senseless. Terror Teddy’s speeding fist was now inches away from his face. Zayn shifted. It was a simple lean backward that was just enough to dodge the big man’s punch before he shifted his weight forward and used the momentum to thrust a counterpunc