Legend of Dragon Son-in-law - Chapter 481
Chapter 481: Chapter 481 Humanity_1
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Crack!
When he heard the phone being crushed underfoot, Dimitri Leopold’s body shook, and he instinctively clamped his mouth shut, not daring to make a sound.
Wait.
Wait for Arvid Woody to come, and they would have their revenge!
At a time like this, he needed to stall Julius Reed until Arvid Woody arrived with his people.
Aron Jackson was a senior executive at the Enlighten Media Group, with extensive connections throughout the country.
In the two days before he arrived at Gonzalez City, he had visited a number of local bosses.
Including Aron Jackson, Itai Huntington, and even the Cook Family.
The sudden rise of the business alliance was something Arvid Woody was very optimistic about.
Now that he had been informed, he would surely contact those with power in Gonzalez City, and as long as Dimitri Leopold and the others could be temporarily rescued, there would be plenty of opportunities for revenge in the future.
So what Dimitri Leopold had to do was kill time.
“Alright, we talked about playing a game earlier, I wonder if you’re still interested.”
Julius Reed kicked the broken phone away and once again sat back in the chair with his hands in his pockets.
“Let’s play! As long as it pleases Mr. Reed, we’ll do anything you want!”
Dimitri Leopold’s heart leaped with covert joy, as he was worried about finding a way to stall for time.
Now, how convenient, this idiot offered to play a game!
Childish!
How old are they?
But as long as it killed time, Dimitri Leopold would happily play house.
And Houston Green, upon hearing this, also gritted his teeth and nodded.
Cold sweat covered his forehead, and the upper half of his shirt was soaked through with the agony.
But he was equally aware that the psychopath in front of them not killing them was akin to sparing their lives.
Seeing the two of them very cooperative, Julius Reed nodded his satisfaction and turned to Osby Michael, asking, “And you?”
“I… I can do it! I really can!”
Osby Michael, like clutching at a life-saving straw, crawled towards Julius Reed on the ground, following his voice.
Just like a dog.
Pathetic.
He was extremely afraid in his heart.
Compared to death, what was dignity worth?
If it meant survival, he would not give up, not just becoming blind but even if he were limbless.
If even an ant clings to life, why not a human?
“Since all three of you agree, I will announce the game rules now.”
Julius Reed glanced at Osby Michael crawling in front of him and noticed a plate of barbecue on the table.
It was hard to imagine that in a place like the Bronze Sparrow Platform, there would actually be a hanging stove for grilling.
The items on it were neatly arranged, with dozens of skewers of meat unmoved on the plate.
“I’m going to give each of you a barbecue skewer. You must take good care of this skewer, and don’t lose it.”
Julius Reed brought the plate over and began eating vigorously.
The feeling of barbecuing skewers wasn’t bad at all.
“Hmm, tastes pretty good.”
He wolfed down a dozen or so skewers and then evenly distributed the metal skewers to the three people in front of him.
“You three, keep some distance from each other. Don’t get too close!”
Julius Reed gestured, and the three of them were about three meters apart, forming a triangle.
Osby Michael, due to his blindness, was only able to move to his designated spot with help from the others.
“The rules are simple.”
As they were moving, Julius Reed ate another few dozen skewers.
The skewers were small but very tantalizing.
After he finished speaking, the three on the ground perked up their ears to listen.
Everyone had a premonition that this game would definitely not be simple.
At the very least, it carried an element of danger.
“Once I say start, you will each insert a skewer into one another. The last one to do so will have a skewer inserted by the other two. Continue until all the skewers in your hands are used up; the last person standing can leave.”
After Julius Reed finished, the three people on the ground all took a sharp breath and looked at each other.
“I…”
Osby Michael swallowed, being blind, how could he differentiate their positions?
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“Of course, we have a blind man in our team, and in order to make the game fair and more interesting, I’ve decided to weaken you two a bit.”
Julius Reed stood up, smiling as he looked at the three people in front of him.
Whoosh!
He suddenly kicked out, landing a blow directly on Osby Michael’s other shoulder!
Crack!
The bone was instantly shattered, leaving Houston Green incapable of using either of his hands.
He could no longer pick up the iron spike.
“You’ll have to figure it out for yourself, who told you to lose an arm right off the bat?”
Julius Reed looked at Houston Green, lying on the ground with a ferocious expression, grinding his teeth loudly, and then turned to look at Dimitri Leopold.
“I… please… don’t hurt me, I beg you!”
Crack!
Julius Reed picked up a chair from behind him and swung it hard onto Dimitri Leopold’s knee!
“Ahh…”
A heart-wrenching scream followed as Dimitri Leopold collapsed on the ground and began to convulse.
Agonizing pain!
The pain was like a flood breaking through a dam, unceasingly assaulting Dimitri Leopold’s heart.
He almost passed out.
Yet the strong will to survive forced him to desperately bite his lip and hold on.
“I… I don’t need this, right…?”
Osby Michael trembled all over, kneeling uncertainly on the ground.
He had already prepared himself for the possible loss of his hands and legs.
“You don’t need it, you’re already blind.”
Julius Reed said softly, giving Osby Michael a great sense of relief, and surprisingly, a surge of happiness within.
He was blind indeed, yet still managed to feel happy.
At least his limbs were still nimble.
Amid Houston Green’s and Dimitri Leopold’s screams, he suddenly felt a strange sense of relief.
“Now!”
Julius Reed pulled out his cellphone and switched it to video recording mode.
“The game begins!”
Houston Green and Dimitri Leopold were still engulfed in excruciating pain, buzzing sounding in their ears, their eyes seeing stars.
It seemed they had no reaction to the sudden start of the game.
Their cries of pain continued to rise and fall—although they were doing their best to restrain them, who could really bear the pain of limbs being severed?
Following the sounds, Osby Michael pinpointed Dimitri Leopold’s location nearest him.
He clutched an iron spike tightly in his hands, a vicious sneer forming at the corner of his mouth.
In such circumstances, one could only think of self-preservation; there was no room to consider others!
“Dimitri Leopold, forgive me, brother!”
“Ahh!”
Osby Michael roared angrily, stabbing fiercely in the direction of the sound!
“Ahh…”
Dimitri Leopold, who was kneeling on the ground clutching his legs, felt a chill on his back, followed by a piercing pain!
The iron spike penetrated five centimeters into his body!
It had gone through!
“Die!”
He grabbed the iron spike in front of him that belonged to him and stabbed back towards Houston Green!
Splat!
It went straight into Houston Green’s thigh!
Dimitri Leopold’s thought process was crystal clear; of the three, only Houston Green had the most mobility, so he targeted the thigh at his first opportunity!
“Ahh! You two, beasts!”
Houston Green’s shoulders had already been broken.
He couldn’t lift his hands.
But he had a mouth, he had teeth!
As he bit into an iron spike, readying to strike back, Julius Reed spoke, “The first round is over.”
