Chapter 15: Wrath (6)

(Warning: this chapter contains gore and might not be suitable for other readers. You've been warned.)

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Ian slapped the man so hard, that the sound reverberated across the room. The chained man immediately awakens. Ian stuffed a white cloth in to his mouth to prevent the blood from dripping.

In an instant the cloth was dyed red, drench from all the blood coming out of the man's mutilated tongue.

He notice that his arms was still tied down but was now lowered into a metal table. He then saw Ian holding a large cleaver knife. .

"NO SHIT!"

Seeing what Ian was holding, Charlie was also shocked. It was the cleaver knife that they had bought from a weapon auction in the black market.

Ian bid a high price to obtain the cleaver knife. It was said to be made out of pure and high end titanium and that the knife was the one and only existing knife of its kind.

To think that this maniac will actually use it just for this!

He looked at Ian and he realized that today, he is not doing this "play" for pleasure but for a deep grudge. The hatred in his eyes were so scary that even he, himself can't help but shudder. He haven't seen this side of him before.

'This sadistic fucker was for real. I better not be in his bad side ever.' he made a mental note to himself.

"You don't need this sinful hands of yours."

Ian sneered, his voice was laced with contempt and disgust. Whenever he remembered the scene earlier and her scared-looking face he wanted to do even more damage to this man's body.

But he knew if this fucker die now, then it was a very easy way out for him so he was still holding back.

then he wield the cleaver knife. The man can only whimper as he watched the knife chopped down his right arm.

Ian then lifted the knife again and swiftly hacked the man's left arm. The man fainted again. He really wished he could just die.

Charlie wanted to ask the man what on earth did he do to trigger Ian's inhumane act. But then the man has no tongue so he can't speak, and he now doesn't even have hands to write down and answer him.

He thought that he would watch a good show. But all he see was a bloodfest and his friend going berserk mode.

He really regretted coming over tonight.