Chapter 886
He slowly got up, only to be once again lifted by Bennett White, who had just arrived, and tossed away!
Again with a thud, Cold Lizard felt pain all over his body, piercing deep into his bones!
As he tried to get up again, Bennett White squatted down, grabbed his clothes, his beautiful eyes filled with a tumultuous stormy aura. His voice was smooth like jade but chillingly ruthless: "If you hurt her, I will make you pay a hundred tis over."
Cold Lizard’s pupils tightened abruptly!
He was panicking! His whole body was numb, and he couldn’t even get up!
This outco was not sothing he had anticipated. He couldn’t even withstand two of Bennett’s strikes before being knocked down. He could not accept this!
But looking at the gloomy man before him, he was disheartened.
A flicker of terror passed across his eyes.
He suddenly had an idea and started to make a series of hand gestures!
The person at the computer instantly understood, initiated the program, and prepared to activate the chanism.
Dry ice fog suddenly wafted out.
Next up, the thin needles aid at Bennett White should follow!
They were coated with an analgesic that could cause instant physical lethargy!
He waited with bated breath but was left disappointed!
The dry ice had erged, but the silver needles were nowhere to be seen!
He glanced anxiously at the person managing the computer, his eyes murderous!
The person was equally flustered, not understanding what had transpired and frantically working to fix it.
Suddenly, a demonic voice echoed in Cold Lizard’s ear: "Your end has co."
Amid the beautiful dry ice fog, Cold Lizard was raised by Bennett White and hurled into a large water tank with a thud!
Everyone was taken aback.
Chloe Collins looked on calmly, her eyes dark and indifferent. She watched the man struggling in the tank, his face swollen from the beatings. She watched his struggles, how he surfaced after an eternity, no one offering him a helping hand.
The scene reminded her of every second when she was imrsed in the seawater that day.
It was cold, uncomfortable, every second reminding her painfully of the past!
Suddenly, Alexander Foster pulled him up, yet, at the very mont he gasped for breath, he tossed him into another water tank like a piece of trash!
Cold Lizard’s subordinates were shocked and pleaded for rcy one by one.
Alexander Foster smirked, his voice frosty: "This is just the beginning."
The mont Cold Lizard climbed out, he was lifted again. A sequence of cruel blows landed on his abdon and face, one after another, leaving him no chance to fight back!
When Cold Lizard tried to crawl away, his hand was ruthlessly stepped on, causing excruciating pain that coursed through his entire body, much like the tornt Chloe Collins had endured at his hands!
"I concede defeat! I give up!" he grumbled incoherently.
Alexander Foster chuckled lowly: "Too late."
His whole body gave off a chillingly bloody aura, even more ruthless than when he faced the entire Alliance’s challenge.
Cold Lizard’s n yelled: "Helmsn, if this continues, soone will die! You have to stop Bennett White! Where is the referee? Referee!"
All of them rushed forward, heading to the large water tank to attempt to save Cold Lizard.
They were all n, not a single woman among them. They were brothers who had been through life and death with Cold Lizard. If Cold Lizard had any affection left, it was probably only for these brothers.
He personally advocated the belief that wives are clothes, but brothers are limbs. He never viewed won and n as equal. Naturally, these subordinates of his had enjoyed countless benefits alongside him.
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