Jared's hand darted out and seized Leyton's wrist in a death grip. He uttered coldly, “I don't need to rely on anyone other than myself to intimidate you.”
Snap!
Jared broke Leyton's arm as though it was a twig, and the latter screamed in anguish.
His agonized wails echoed throughout the factory.
Jared kicked Leyton in the stomach, and Leyton spat out a mouthful of blood. The force sent him flying like a rag doll, and he immediately curled into himself as he landed on the ground.
“Y-You!” Leyton sputtered painfully and glared at Jared.
“I've given you a second chance, yet you dumbly chose to waste it,” Jared commented and strode toward the cowering Leyton.
“Kill him! Kill him!” Leyton wailed, panicking at the sight of Jared's ruthless advance.
The two bodyguards looked at Tyrion and awaited his orders.
Tyrion nodded and commanded, “Kill him.”
The bodyguards exchanged a glance before charging at Jared, who continued striding toward Leyton, unperturbed.
The bodyguards were almost in front of him when Jared's hands shot out, seizing the men by their necks.
The massive men were lifted into the air by their necks.
“Argh!” Their faces turned red as they flailed around, struggling to breathe.
Crack! Crack!
Their struggling forms stilled instantly, the sounds of crunching bones a sure and chilling sign of their demise.
Thud!
Jared loosened his hold on their necks, and the lifeless bodies landed heavily on the ground, stirring up layers of dust.
Leyton and Tyrion were shocked into silence.
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