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Before I could smash his head, Shawn appears at my side.

"Mr Stockholm?" He tapped on his shoulder. 

He was anxious and cursed him under his breath.

"What?" 

"This is for you!" 

Then Shawn smashed a bottle on his head. 

He lost his balance and fell to the floor with a thud.

"What's wrong with you? What if he does?" 

I was resisted and afraid ...