Romans & histoires Invincible Beat Up Face

He then raised his hand before slapping Vince in the face once more. “Take th…” Without wasting a single second, Vince used all his might as a God of War to unleash his killer move. An attack like this would be considered unblockable! Yet… Vince felt a sharp pain on his face before he blacked out. Just like that, he was slapped away by Harvey again. Gods of War… The Zephyr Slash… None of it mattered to Harvey. Vince laid on the ground paralyzed. He couldn’t hold his sword any longer. Bright red palm prints were plastered on both sides of his face.

I felt sick when I saw his hideous face! He launch forward and throw a solid punch, it aims for my face again. Fuck! I said not the face! I growled and caught his fist before it hit me. His eyes widen and it's my time to smirk. Let me teach this fucker a very important lesson. Not to hit Orcus' handsome face! "Seems like you're getting rusty, Orcus... you know you can—" He hadn't even finished his rant when I knee him in the gut, then I stepped backward with my right foot, drawing out my momentum and delivering a perfect full round kick.

“If you cannot continue, you will say it clearly.” I held Ingrid’s gaze without flinching. Then the elder lifted a hand. “Begin.” Beverly didn’t even pause. She didn’t shift. She didn’t bother summoning her wolf. Because in her mind, I wasn’t worth it. She lunged in human form. Fast. Too fast. Her fist came at my face like a cannon. I tried to move, but the first punch still landed, hard, cracking across my cheekbone with a sound that made the crowd gasp.

He stumbled backwards, gasping for air, and I took advantage of the moment to land a final blow to his chin. Brent fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious, and I stood over him, victorious. The rest of the group stared at me in shock, but I didn't care. I had stood up for what was right, and I had won. As Brent stumbled backwards, I could see the shock and anger in his eyes. He lunged at me once again, but I was ready for him this time. I ducked under his punch and landed a swift uppercut to his jaw, sending him reeling backwards.

"Or is it that you're afraid Dad will expose you in front of everyone when he arrives? And he'll throw you out of the house in his fury?" Nevaeh's expression darkened. She raised her hand to strike me, but I was quicker. I slapped her first, sending her sprawling to the ground. The next second, a furious voice rang out from the doorway. "Magnolia Saccone! What the hell are you doing?" Don stormed into the room. His face was livid, and he immediately rushed to help Nevaeh to her feet. "Are you alright, Nev?" I watched coldly as Don carefully helped Nevaeh to her feet. A faint smile curved my lips as I said, "Dad, you've finally decided to show up.

Just as he is about to grab my throat, I leap into the air and land behind him, and kick him behind the knees. He falls face down but quickly gets up. I can see in his eyes that he is enraged. I smirk at him and beckon for him to attack me first. He surprises me when he gets on all four like an animal and then leaps towards me. I duck but decide on second thought to meet him head-on. I then notice a tad bit too late that he has his claws elongated and ready to slice through my face. I stretch my legs hitting him on the chest and voice back. Although my kick pushed him away, his claws managed to cut through my clothes and leave considerable damage.

Diana Vance advanced and tried to land a punch on Adam's face but Adam moved out of the way quickly. Seething, he tried again but Adam was just so fast that his blows didn't graze him not to talk of touching him. For every failure, I watched Vance get angrier, his wide nose flaring as he grunted. Adam, on the other hand, looked like he was enjoying himself, his face had this unholy glint that made me think he was enjoying this. Vance almost got lucky when his punch looked like it would connect with Adam's tummy, but he twisted out of the way and kicked Vance brutally, causing him to fall unceremoniously to the ground. Vance jumped up and charged in but he still couldn't land a blow. Adam cau

"I don't see any men here. Just little bitches with their tales stuck between their legs. Come at me, I'm getting bored." "You little—" Instead of finishing his words he moves forward to attack me. I made a move as if I was going to punch him, but instead, I used my favorite beating stick to knock his feet off the ground. The bigger they are the harder they fall. His face made contact with the ground and he groaned in pain.

the tall, motionless figure again asked them instead of giving them a satisfactory answer. “Beat this bastard,” they ordered. And the guy who stepped first raised his fist and flung it on the person’s face, but he did not flinch and neither tried to dodge it. The next second he raised his legs and took it the waist height to give a forceful kick on the chest. However, he didn’t make it as his leg was caught by a warm, fiery hand. Quickly, the place burned with a charring sound and the goon howled. “What happened?” others asked the team member, who was crying in pain.

Dominic dodged, grabbed the man’s wrist mid-shot, and twisted, A sickening crack echoed as the bone snapped. The gun fell. Dominic didn’t stop. Didn’t hesitate. Didn’t hold back. His fist connected with the man’s face once, Twice. Three times. Until the man dropped. Unmoving. Victor glanced over mid-fight. “…yeah, he’s gone.” Another attacker lunged at Dominic from the side. Dominic caught him, slammed him against the SUV, and drove his knee into his abdomen. Hard.