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Chapter 715 How You're Going to Fight Me

Ethan smirked and scoffed, "So what? As long as you're breathing, August will risk his life to save you." He then glared at the hitter. "What are you waiting for? Do it!"

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Without further ado, the hitter strode up and punched her in the belly. She grunted in pain and heavily bit her bottom lip. Her body bent, and the hitter hammered her spine with his elbow. She felt like her bones were shattered. Unable to hold

up any longer, she staggered and fell to the floor.

The hitter didn't stop there. His leg weighed her down and confined her to the cold floor. She wanted to struggle but

didn't have the strength. She could only watch the man spread her hand.

"No, what are you doing!" With a quiver in her voice, she looked at Ethan in fear and shouted, "Let me go, psycho!" The interest became more intense in Ethan's eyes. He fiddled with a pair of small pincers and snorted with a spurious

smile, "Scared? Weren't you so calm just now?"

She had never been so scared. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she bellowed at the top of her lungs, "Enjoy the last period of

your life. August will not let you off the hook, nor will I!"

"Now I won't let you go, idiot."

Ethan was going to continue, but Mark's face was filled with impatience.

"Just do it. I'm not interested in listening to your nonsense."

Ethan glanced at Mark with dissatisfaction but didn't lose his temper. Lucia's sharp eyes captured Ethan's annoyance.

She saw a rift between them and scoffed, "I thought you made a comeback on your own. Turns out you're just a stooge."

The anger on Ethan's face became more evident, and a flicker of imperceptible hatred flashed across his eyes. His

expression didn't escape her eyes.

She snorted and continued, "You were detained for just a couple of months, but your nerve has been lost. Now you're

even willing to take orders from others."

"Shut up, bitch! What do you know?" Ethan suddenly got up, growled, and threw the pincers to the floor, "I'm gonna

show you the consequences of offending me."

The hitter picked it up. Gleaming cold, the silver pincers slowly moved close to her fingertips. She desperately struggled

but failed to break free. A cold sensation came from her fingertip.

She used up her strength to look at Ethan and snarl, "You're always a defeated foe of August and a coward who can only

hurt women and children."

Ethan's face contorted with rage. He yellowed at the henchman, "Do it! I'll see August and she kneeling in front of me

and begging me."

The pincers caught her clean nail. As long as the man exerted a little strength, her nail would be peeled from her fingertip. She couldn't stall them anymore. She had done her best. She closed her eyes in despair and bit her bottom lip

so forcefully that a blood stain was left.

She would never yield to Ethan. He was just trying to satisfy his perverted pleasure with her suffering. She would not let him have his way. The pincers started to pull, and she could feel the sticky moisture in her nail and the air that burrowed in through the gap. The pricking pain shook her, but she refused to utter a sound.

Bang! A crisp sound reverberated through the room, and the hitter fell backward without warning. The pincers also fell to the floor. She immediately opened her eyes and looked over in surprise. In black, August appeared in the doorway. His chiseled face was frosty. Like the dark lord from hell, he plodded into the room. Ethan was stunned. His narrowed eyes glinted with murderous intent.

"You came so soon. I haven't had enough fun yet." He pointed at the woman on the ground with his chin. August looked over before the cold light in his eyes intensified. "Your tactics didn't let me down anyway."

Ethan was a little surprised by August's reaction but smugly arched his brow. "It looks like this woman is not enough to

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Chapter 715 How You're Going to Fight Me

make you lose control, but it's more fun."

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August gave no response. His fists had clenched in his sleeves. The bloodlust in his eyes was undisguised. He stared at

Ethan's smirking face.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Captain Adams? Weren't you so spirited back then?" Ethan gloated, "I almost forgot the time when you were down. Your legs were broken by me. Have they healed?"

He slowly got up, picked up a baseball bat that was placed on the balcony, and ambled to Lucia's side. His shiny leather