Felix Flynn sobered up almost instantly.
'What? Who has he taken a liking to?'
'The great-aunt's niece?'
'Cecilia Adler?'
He was starting to understand why Cecilia Adler had been looking for him.
'Holy shit, she's out for revenge.'
"Felix Flynn!" Felix looked up and saw his mother.
"You've been drinking again, you've been drinking again…" Mrs. Flynn grabbed Felix Flynn by the ear and dragged him home.
After Nick Hughes was left alone, he drunkenly stumbled in the direction of his home.
Once the coast was clear, Cecilia Adler took a running start and kicked him from behind.
Nick Hughes staggered forward several steps before falling flat on his face.
The temperature was over ten degrees below zero.
The ground was frozen solid.
Even though he was wearing thick clothes, he still cried out, "OW, OW, OW!"
Just as he scrambled to his feet, he was met with a hailstorm of iron fists.
