Fly sneered, "You look extremely painful now. But that's not enough!" She took a plate from a man, grabbed a handful of salt in it and pressed her hand against Brian's wounds.
"Ow!" With knitted eyebrows, Brian couldn't help letting out a moan of pain. Immediately, he started to sweat profusely.
"No!!! Fly, please! I beg you! Let him go!" Molly shouted so loudly that her voice became hoarse. She looked at Brian's sweating forehead, and her heart wrenched bitterly.
Fly observed Molly's despairing look, and she felt satisfied. "Oh, I really miss this feeling of sprinkling salt on the wounds,"
Brian gritted his teeth tightly, and the look in his eyes was extremely cold. Just at that moment, a bang suddenly came from the other end of the monitor. A figure then suddenly slipped into the room where Molly was and quickly knocked out the two men there before they could react.
Fly asked with astonishment, "Who is that?"
She had spied on everyone around Brian, and she could be sure that none of them had come along with Brian.
Brian was also stunned by the sudden change, but he quickly recollected himself. He turned his right hand and a tiny object like a needle appeared between his fingers. With a slight motion of his fingers, the rope tying his body up was cut off.
It all happened in a blink. When the men around him and Fly noticed his motions, Brian already got loose and stood up from the floor. Once he was free to move, nobody there was able to defeat him. Fly was well aware of that fact.
"You had your chance," Brian said with a serene gaze, yet his voice heard icy cold.
However, Fly was not in the least terrified. She said flatly, "I have already experienced the worst tragedy when I was still young." She gave out a faint smile as a hint of disappointment flashed quickly in her eyes.
All the men rushed towards Brian after Fly gave them a sign. However, they were no match for Brian even though he was badly injured.
Fly showed no intention of fleeing under their cover. She didn't promise them that any of them could survive this action, but she had told them that she wouldn't leave them alone no matter dead or alive.
"Bri!"
Molly's voice came from behind Brian. He acknowledged her with a short tilt of his head before he stabbed Fly's heart.
Fly smiled at Molly as she slowly fell backwards. A sense of relief set in before she lost her consciousness. Once she made up her mind to take revenge, she had left no turning back.
"Mr. Brian Long!" Hanson greeted Brian with respect after he dealt with the men out there and came inside. He frowned as he saw the wounds in Brian's chest, "Let me take you to the hospital."
"I can drive there myself," Brian replied indifferently, "The rest of them should be eliminated as soon as possible."
Hanson slightly curled his lips in disdain, "I can earn more than one million per second at the casino with my hands, and now they're used to clear up the mess." Despite his complaints, he quickly turned around and left there.
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