“Okay!” Samantha shouted, “But you can’t kill him.”
"Yes! If you kill him, I'll be there to watch."
Samantha nodded again.
I looked around, picked up the sledgehammer next to me, swung it, and slammed it down on Dyson's leg.
I could actually just stomp on it, but since there are other people around, I have to hide my strength.
With a "crack," I broke Dyson's leg.
I originally wanted to break all the bones in his body, but now I'll just break his legs!
Dyson tried to call out, but his mouth was blocked, and he could only let out a long "uh" sound. Sweat poured out of him, covering his head and face.
"Here you go! You can have it now!"
Two people came over from Samantha's side and carried Dyson over.
I jumped over as well, and Samantha had the two boats tied together, and then brought out tables, chairs and red wine.
"Then Mr. Zheng should keep a close eye on things."
One person took out dozens of throwing knives, and another person who looked like a doctor also came out.
"Why are you even providing a doctor?"
Samantha said coldly, "If he can't hold on for a while, give him an adrenaline shot to make sure he lasts for two hours."
That's fucking ruthless!
Samantha and the others really tormented Dyson for two hours, leaving him covered in holes.
Dyson's voice was hoarse from shouting, and he didn't know if the people on Gem Island heard him.
Finally, Samantha used an axe to split Dyson's head in two.
No wonder Dyson didn't want to fall into their hands. Compared to what I imagined—having all his bones smashed—it would be a blessing for Dyson.
He died before he could finish smashing it.
"Alright! I've finished watching it too. I have to say, you guys really know how to have fun."
Samantha handed the axe to one of her men and wiped her hands with a towel.
"Mr. Zheng! I admire your courage, aren't you afraid we might do something to you?"
When Samantha said that, all her men looked at me.
“Miss Samantha is joking. The fact that I dared to come up here means that I am not afraid of you.”
Why don't you let your men try it? I guarantee you'll be the first to die.
Samantha looked at me seriously, while I just stood there grinning.
A few seconds later, Samantha smiled and said, "Alright! Mr. Zheng certainly has guts."
"It's almost dawn, Mr. Zheng, why don't you come with me to watch the sunrise? We've already opened the bottles, we should at least finish them, right?"
What are some good drinks?
I yawned: "Never mind, I'll go back and rest while I have this time. I have an event to attend tomorrow."
I jumped back as soon as I finished speaking.
Samantha tossed me a business card: "Consider it a favor that Guangyao owes you."
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