Chapter 43: The Wrath of Heaven

After a lot of hard work, Lily Thompson was finally overwhelmed and passed out.

At this moment, her back is already bloody, terrible to see.

Those hideous wounds, still a little bit to spill blood.

Even in a coma, her body was still twitching unconsciously.

"General, the man has passed out." The subordinate told him.

"Splash wake up, keep hitting." Clint Johnson said a few words coldly.

"Uncle, can I do it myself?"

At this point, Christopher Johnson was eager to speak.

He has undergone a great change in his heart since his dismemberment.

The more beautiful the woman, the more he wants to destroy!

"If you like it, try it." Clint Johnson nodded.

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Christopher Johnson grinned.

When Lily Thompson woke up, he lashed her with a whip.

"Tell me! Tell me!"

"Kill... Kill me... Kill me!"

Lily Thompson was tortured and almost broke down.

Now she only hopes that the other side can give a quick, let her early relief.

"Want to die? It's not that easy! I'm not angry enough!"

Christopher Johnson grinned grimly and continued the abuse.

A short time later, Lily Thompson, bruised and bruised, was unconscious again.

"General, the murderer has not been found. If we keep fighting, she will soon be dead." "Reminded the adjutant.

"That woman, she's a tough one!" Clint Johnson was surprised.

Like this special whip used to extract confessions, ordinary people three times down, everything.

Even a specially trained soldier can't carry a dozen lashes.

And here's a woman with dozens of lashes and nothing to say.

Even he had to be impressed.

"Hang her in the doorway, use her as bait, remove the guards, and see if that Oliver Hayes, dare to come to the rescue?" "Clint Johnson ordered.

'Yes!

The adjutant responded and motioned for the unconscious Lily Thompson to be hoisted to her feet.

"You must not die, wait to catch that Oliver Hayes boy, I will play with you slowly!"

Christopher Johnson licked the blood sputtered from the corners of his mouth, and the expression on his face was kind of morbid.

...

At this moment, in the Ping 'an Medical Center.

Oliver Hayes had just finished his meal when he got a phone call.

It was Daniel Miller, and he was talking fast.

"Mr. Hayes, we just got word that Miss Thompson has been captured!"

"Get caught? What's going on?"

Oliver Hayes frowned.

"Clint Johnson did it! He arrested Miss Thompson and her family for treason, and tortured them!" "Daniel Miller said.

Oliver Hayes' face suddenly changed.

He certainly knows what Clint Johnson is.

Torture in a war zone is not something a normal human being can withstand!

"Where is Clint Johnson? "

Oliver Hayes was distraught.

"At the Johnson family... Mr. Hayes, Clint Johnson has set up an ambush for you to take the bait, you must not be impulsive, wait..."

Before Daniel Miller could speak, Oliver Hayes hung up the phone and rushed out.

About the length of an incense stick.

Oliver Hayes rushed to the Johnson family villa.

At the moment, there is a woman hanging from the door of the villa.

Women with disheveled hair, ragged clothes, bleeding all over, terrible to see!

"Huh?"

Oliver Hayes looked at the moment, like a lightning strike!

Because he found out that the woman hanging in the air was Lily Thompson!

Boom --!

Oliver Hayes clenched his fists.

There was a monstrous breath, gushing out!

Suddenly the wind blew all around, blowing sand and rocks.

Even the temperature began to drop rapidly.

'Touch!

Oliver Hayes catapulted into the air and cut through the rope.

At the same time holding Lily Thompson covered in blood, gently to the ground.

At this moment, Lily Thompson has already been unconscious, and the position of her back is bloodied and unsightly!

The stripes, the wounds, like a steel needle, severely stabbed Oliver Hayes in the heart.

"Kill me... Kill me..."

In a coma, Lily Thompson is still unconsciously mumbling.

It can make people want to die, you can imagine how much pain they just endured!

"I'm sorry..."

Oliver Hayes' fingers vibrated and his eyes turned red.

He knew that Lily Thompson was in trouble because of himself.

He's the one who got her into trouble.

"Ha ha... Oliver Hayes! There you are!"

At this time, with a loud laugh, Christopher Johnson and others slowly walked out.

"Did you do it?"

Oliver Hayes slowly looked up, his eyes quickly fixed on Christopher Johnson's long whip.

"So what if it's me? What can you do to me when I am dying?" Christopher Johnson was undaunted.

Although uncle withdrew most of the team, but also around the ambush more than a dozen heavily armed elite.

How easy is it that each of these people can deal with a mere hooligan with one hundred?

'Oliver Hayes, isn't he? You killed my brother, Matthew Johnson?"

Then, suddenly, Clint Johnson spoke.

"It's me."

Oliver Hayes had a very clear answer.

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Christopher Johnson.

"Just admit it... Now, go to my brother's funeral and kowtow, and I'll give you a quick fix." Clint Johnson said coldly.

"Kowtow and apologize?"

Oliver Hayes suddenly snorted, "Even your boss, Jayden Warren, can't talk to me, what are you?" "

"Huh?"

Clint Johnson frowned.

Jayden Warren, that's the head of the Western Theater, his boss!

Very few people know who he is.

This guy right here, where'd he hear that?

"Do you know Mr. Warren?"

Clint Johnson was skeptical.

"For Jayden Warren's sake, I'll give you a chance to kill yourself, so you can keep the whole body!" Oliver Hayes said coldly.

"Keep the whole body?"

Before Clint Johnson could respond, Christopher Johnson laughed out loud: "Boy! Are you fucking on the wrong pill? Open your dog's eyes and see who's in charge here!"

The voice just fell, ambush on both sides of the more than ten armed elites, have revealed their bodies.

That dark muzzle is a great deterrent.

But Oliver Hayes didn't even look at it.

He was staring at Christopher Johnson like he was dead.

"He can keep the whole body, but you... There will be no bones left!"

With that, Oliver Hayes pounces!