Chapter 102 Destruction

Tristan was naturally not a fool, given the success he had achieved.

He knew the only way he could go against Finnegan was by holding Bernice hostage.

If he revealed Bernice’s location, his battle against Finnegan was as good as lost.

“I hope you can keep enduring this!” Finnegan tightened his grip, suffocating Tristan. The latter’s countenance was turning green as his limbs flailed about in the air.

Even still, Tristan refused to budge. “K-Kill me… i-if you d-dare…”

The b*dyguards and members of the Chomsky family watched anxiously from afar.

“Release my uncle immediately! Otherwise, there will be severe consequences!”

“We are the Chomsky family! You can’t afford to offend us! Set him free right now and beg us for mercy!”

“If you don’t let him go right now, we’ll call the police!”

Without warning, Finnegan waved his left hand, shooting dozens of almost imperceptible needles at

everyone.

His needles hit the Chomsky family members, the b*dyguards, and even the housekeepers cowering at the corner.

Aside from Arlo, who was curling up at the side wordlessly, everyone collapsed.

Fear crept into Tristan’s eyes as he witnessed that scene.

However, that also strengthened his resolve to hold onto Bernice as his last bargaining chip. “Finnegan, you… better…”

Finnegan didn’t want to waste any more time and tightened his grip again.

Tristan couldn’t speak, and his face had turned purple. He looked as though he would die at any moment.

“Where’s Bernice?

and he was blacking out, but he still resisted

due to a lack

to the ground with a scowl and pressed a few spots on

toes.

Tristan promptly opened his eyes and yelled in

contorted as his veins bulged

Finnegan? Make it stop!” He kept hitting himself as though trying to

forment.

your sensitivity to pain by dozens of times. Let’s see how long you can hold on.”

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to live anymore! I want to die!” Killian screamed in a hoarse voice on the second floor

moment.

was acting

voices audible at the mansion at that moment were the cries of

of pain, Alisha tensed up. “What did he

and strode into the mansion. “Looks like I need to spice things up a

if you dare touch Killi,

he resumed shrieking in

on the second floor.

at Finegan, who was approaching his bed,

up by the throat and walked toward the balcony.

down and panicked. “What are you doing?”

and grew even more anxious.

hesitation. “Both

dropped to the ground from the second floor and he broke his leg again. He curled up and was in so much pain that he

Tristan was in a

to Killian, and tapped a few spots on the latter’s b*dy, too.

louder than before. Due to his hoarse voice, he sounded more like ani animal on the brink of death.

the intensified pain, but

in my hands, but you’ll never get anything from me! Either

spat coldly, “Is that

if you dare, Finnegan!” Tristan’s

realized that unless he surrendered,

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