Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20170623000533/@comment-4059927-20170626162729

C-Money's rage rose to the forefront as he tackled Bif to the ground quickly and started to deliver violent, powerful strikes until others stormed into the Hole to seperate them. Bif was bleeding profusely.

Malcolm jumped into the Hole and pushed C-Money. "You think you're big, huh? What the hell is this, we're training. Not hurting each other."

"Fuck you, Evans." C-Money grunted, suppressing every effort to throw a right cross directly to Malcolm's nose.