Sly's hand clenched into a fist as he stormed towards the men who were holding a trashing Lee.
One was on the verge of removing Lee's already half-torn clothing.
His baby boy was almost naked, and panting, with his expression a bit dilated.
"Let go of him!" Sly's eyes were red as he covered the distance between them.
Unexpectedly, he punched the two men who were holding on to his baby boy.
The men fell on the floor, while the other two turned to face Sly.
"Listen, Man, if you like, you can wait for your tu—" He didn't get to complete his words before Sly punched him in the face.
"Your nerves to touch what doesn't belong to you." Sly went in for the kill. He punched the men who tried to fight after him.
He was like a possessed man. The way he fought the men was enough to cause a major dislocation of their bones.
Yet, he wasn't concerned about that.
The scene he saw when he entered was still engraved in his mind.
