Chapter 54 Conspiracies

"Barton..."

Abert was enveloped by fear.

He frowned. He tried to back off, but his body wouldn't let him.

He tried to shout, only to find that his throat was not capable of making a sound.

"Well, well. You look good, Abert. Are you enjoying your broken legs?" Barton laughed arrogantly.

Barton had already paid off the nurse outside and had the security guard in the control room turn off all the cameras in the area.

He strode over, moved a stool, and sat in front of Abert. Then he raised his foot and dropped it hard.

"Crack!"

"Ah..."

Abert's scream was so weak and powerless.

And it sounded like he was in severe pain.

"You... You..." Abert raised his hand, which was trembling slightly, and pointed at Barton's head.