Her Majesty novel Chapter 30

I spit out a mouthful of blood. I looked at John and grinned, "You will never know how important this woman to me. If it was not for me, Amanda would not be caught by you. To such a duty, I will not be am if I do not come here."

“Yes, but your behavior is stupid in my eyes. Take him” John stared at me. A few thugs in black dragged me from the ground, and the dust on the ground made me dirty, but now I had no time to care about that. Amanda was tied to a chair and could not move. Her mouth was sealed by tapes. She could only made subtle sounds.

Her fair cheeks were dirty, too, with a red imprint of the palm on it. It hurt me to see that someone had beaten her.

“You want to be a hero and try to save a beauty, right? But I will not let you make it. I asked to take Housin for this woman. I won’t hurt her before you replace this woman, but I did not expect that you are so confident that came to my place alone. You are brave, stupid!"

This old man was not only ruthless but also wordy, but I did not pay attention to it If someone said bad words, I would take it as a fart, so few people would be able to provoke me, I was not the previous impulsive man.

Only in front of the people I care about, I would be a little irrational. After I came here, I felt that I should not take such a big risk. However, I felt I violated my original intention if not coming here.

I licked my lips and felt a fishy smell rushing to my head. The smell of blood was not very pleasant. Several men in black dragged me to one side, and the handcuffs were on my hands. My hands were tied behind my back. No matter how hard I tried to break it off, I failed.

"You destroyed my plan again and again, now you came to my territory alone. Without any men, you tried to attack me and save this woman. I think you are dreaming. Take care of him so that he won’t look down upon us.”

John slowly spit out this sentence. Before I could react, a fist as big as a sandbag fell on my head. I felt a pain accompanied by a feeling of dizziness, so I could only lie on the ground and could not stand up.

It was as if I were being butchered on the chopping block, and there was no turning point. My hands were being cuffed, and I could not break free.

They beat me in my hurt spots hard, and I could not stand up to resist. There were a few people and I had no way to use my hands, so I could not fight back. I was badly mutilated but my eyes fixed on Amanda tied to a chair. When Amanda saw me like this, she was in panic, with tears keep flowing down.

But I had dignity. Though I was about to cry out in pain, I kept silent stubbornly, clenched my back teeth, and took the pain to heart.