Tyrese's face paled and looked greenish.

"It's your fault for messing with Isaac," Willie said in his heart.

That was the price Tyrese had to pay.

There were indeed many people watching now on the street.

They were enjoying the drama.

Some of them had been hired beforehand.

Their job was to embarrass Tyrese and to force him to take Willie to hospital.

"If you hit him, you should take him to the hospital. We all saw what happened!"

"Yeah, you knocked him cold. The poor kid can't even stand," they added.

"Oh, and check his fertility while you're at it!" a cool voice came from the crowd.

Willie knew it was Alick without even looking.

The corners of his mouth twisted and he cursed silently in his heart, "You're the sterile one!"

Playing the victim, Willie stayed put, shooting daggers at Alick.

With a smug grin, Alick instructed, "Stay down. If he won't take you, keep lying on the ground. I got to go."

Then he and Isaac left the scene.

Willie rolled his eyes.

Why did it have to be him?

Why not let Alick do it?

He would have to have a chat with Isaac about this!

With more onlookers, Tyrese caved and ferried Willie to the ER.