Chapter 815
Chloe Collins dodged while retreating.
She aid for the window and leapt out.
With a splash, white froth was raised on the sea’s surface.
Chloe opened her eyes and swam in a certain direction.
The next second, six n descended from above around her, rushing towards her!
Her skills were limited in the water, outnumbered, she was quickly caught and brought aboard.
This ti, her hands and feet were shackled!
Cold Lizard sat in a chair with a doctor bandaging his wounds next to him.
He watched her indifferently, then with a wave of his finger, said: "Teach her a lesson."
As his words fell, the six n simultaneously rushed forward, beating and kicking Chloe. So forcefully kicked her stomach, others stamped on her shins, and so even stomped on her head...
Of the six n, none showed rcy nor spared her because of her gender.
They executed Cold Lizard’s orders like robots, exerting as much force as they could.
Gradually, the area near Chloe’s head was stained red with blood, her emotionless white mask also tainted with the scarlet hue.
The night grew darker, with the sea breeze carrying a cold, fishy sll.
She lay motionless amidst the blood-red, unable to resist. Her shins were bruised and sared with blood.
Even so, the n did not stop.
At this mont, Cold Lizard waved his hand.
The n stopped one after another, one removed his black leather shoe, revealing Chloe Collins’ fingers.
Those five fingers had been trampled until they were oozing blood, the nails were black and blue, and the rest of her hand was covered in injuries.
At this point, Chloe was barely conscious.
Initially, she could feel the pain, in her head, stomach, chest, shins, back, etc., all having a dull ache.
But at so unknowable mont, it was as if her soul had been extracted; she could no longer feel the pain.
She couldn’t control her own body either, only her eyes still worked, staring hollowly at the bloody world outside her mask.
The scent of blood filled her nostrils, causing her stomach to cramp.
A voice leisurely approached her from far away, finally squatting before her.
He laughed, a sinister and sickening laughter: "If you won’t behave, then prepare to sleep in a bed of blood."
After a while, she was lifted up, the dormant pain suddenly woke her, causing her to grit her teeth and then faint.
The n continued to carry her downwards.
"Wait."
Cold Lizard said.
His henchn stopped.
Cold Lizard walked over and removed the mask from the girl’s face.
In the lamplight, the girl’s features were revealed as the mask was removed.
Seeing clearly, Cold Lizard was taken aback, greatly astonished.
"Take her to my bedroom, and find a female doctor to check on her."
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From her haze, Chloe heard soone speaking.
"The injuries are severe, she will need several days to recover, particularly the wounds on her fingers, I’ve applied dicine, it’s now up to her luck."
It was a woman’s voice.
Imdiately after, Chloe heard Cold Lizard’s furious scolding.
Presumably, he was criticizing the n who had beaten her for their heavy-handedness.
His tone carried regret, as if lanting a ruined prey that he failed to catch.
Chloe tried to sit up, but a burst of pain in her stomach forced her to fall back onto the pillow.
She turned her head, her cheek resting against the pillow.
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