Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please!-Chapter 65 - Retaliation and Being Retaliated Against 7
Chapter 65: Retaliation and Being Retaliated Against 7
Chapter 65: Retaliation and Being Retaliated Against 7
Arnold Johnson didn’t say anything more, his eyes scanning Jesse Rodriguez and the three thugs. When his gaze fell on Fatty, Johnson snatched the knife from Mr. Carter’s hand.
Before Fatty could react, his hand and arm were already severed and flying away…
A pig-like wail echoed through the Red Maple Mountain.
“Brother… Brother Johnson… spare me…”
“I really didn’t know about her relationship with you. If I had known, even if I had ten thousand times more courage, I wouldn’t dare…” Fatty begged incessantly…
Looking at the fat lips and thinking of Victoria Garcia, Johnson threw the knife away without hesitation and picked up a stick from the ground, striking Fatty in the mouth.
More than half of Fatty’s teeth were knocked out, and he could no longer utter any pleas for mercy…
Clearly, Johnson was using an astonishing amount of strength.
But he didn’t intend to let Fatty go and continued hammering various parts of his body.
There was no blood, but his internal organs were likely ruined.
Johnson seemed particularly “fond” of Fatty’s hand, smashing the remaining hand to a bloody pulp, with blood splattering everywhere…
Not a single person dared to intercede, nor did anyone make a sound except for Fatty’s feeble dying moans.
Upon witnessing this scene, Victoria Garcia couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
Was this the other side of the legendary Arnold Johnson?
At 12 years old, he had already toppled the biggest gang in Authority Country with his older brother.
Victoria thought about what Johnson must have been like at 12 years old. Boys his age had just graduated from elementary school.
What was she doing when Johnson was twelve? Victoria remembered – she was just a baby that had stopped breast-feeding.
Seeing his brutal side, it was impossible for Victoria not to be scared.
She was especially frightened of what he might do to her if she decided not to marry him three years later.
Would he beat her to death, just like he did to Fatty?
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It was entirely possible that he’d shatter her body and freeze it in the refrigerator.
Perhaps sensing something unusual, or maybe just venting his anger, Johnson finally dropped the stick. Howard quickly handed him a wet wipe.
Soon, the white wipe was covered in blood.
Johnson’s hand was still slender and clean.
At his signal, Mr. Carter had his men carry Fatty’s corpse out.
The others followed suit.
Inside the warehouse, only Arnold Johnson, Victoria Garcia, Howard, and Harry Collins remained.
Johnson squatted down and gently said, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
Victoria didn’t dare touch his hand and simply leaned her head against his chest.
It wasn’t that she thought his hand was dirty; instead, she instinctively feared the hand that had just beaten another person to a bloody pulp.
She might be strong enough.
But ultimately, she was a girl who had never seen such a scene before.
Television and reality are two different things.
Johnson regretted letting his anger take over and impulsively revealing his savage side in front of her.
Howard handed Harry Collins’ DV to Johnson.
Once Johnson opened it, the recorded dialogues played in Johnson’s ears, one word at a time…
