The man turned around and swung a fist aimed at Callum’s face.

Callum dodged and countered with a punch of his own. The man jerked his head to the side and barely managed to avoid the hit.

It was very cramped inside the car, which greatly limited the man’s range of movement. Despite his best attempt to fight Callum off, it was going to be a downhill battle no matter what since he was sitting while Callum was standing.

Callum was driven by rage and completely relentless.

Several minutes later, Callum gave the degenerate a terrific beatdown. After ensuring that there would not be any further resistance, he dragged the man out of the car. He threw him to the ground so he could take a closer look at the man with the help of the streetlights.

The degenerate’s face had been completely pummeled to a point that he was unrecognizable. His face was swollen and his nose was broken. The only clue Callum was able to decipher was that the man was in his forties to fifties.

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