Fred smiled at his tensed body, "it was to lay a foundation before beating you up and the third bottle's purpose is this…"
He grabbed the third bottle of beer and swung it at Jason's head but the latter was quick to jump back a bit and use his leg—in a swing kick—to divert the bottle at the wall and the bottle shattered.
Fred held the broken piece in his hand and grunted, "You're lucky you only get a beat up as a warning."
"Bring it on." Jason said finding the fact that he was basically fighting an overprotective brother in his own house. Now that he looked at it closely, he didn't act like the type who wanted to protect her sister at all cost but the type who wants to make her lonely.
