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Chapter 194 Whose Lackeys Were They
Two minutes later, Peter asked, "Griffith, do you know the difference between you and me?" He sat on the sofa with his arm around Shelly, just as the pretentious rich men from the capital did.
"How dare you! You will regret treating me like this, you son of a bitch!" Griffith roared.
"Looks like you could use more beating. Hey, you two, do you need me to teach you how to do your jobs?" Peter asked, unsatisfied with their performance.
Hearing this made the two feel pressured to give stronger blows.
'Damn it, not only does he make us beat ourselves up, he also gets crazy when he's unhappy. What can we possibly do about that?' they thought.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
The two men slapped Griffith even harder for fear that Peter would ask them to slap themselves if they left him unsatisfied.
Watching, the beautiful ladies around them were confused.
'Weren't the men here to teach Peter a lesson? What were they doing to themselves? Why are Griffith's own men beating him up?'
If they did not know better, they would think that the two men were Peter's, not Griffith's.
A few minutes later, Peter gestured them to stop. "Do you know the difference between you and me?" he asked once again.
"What the fuck," Griffith replied. The two were panting, but hearing Griffith's words, they prepared themselves for the command to resume the beating.
"Damn it, do you want to die?
Haven't you had enough?" one said.
"If you want to die, do it yourself. Don't get us involved, will you?" added the other.
"If it weren't for you and your sick plan to get back at Peter, we wouldn't be here and be humiliated like this!
This is all your fault!" they exclaimed.
In anger, the two men slapped Griffith harder and harsher until their hands grew numb.
Griffith almost wanted to weep. 'Are these really my men? Why are they acting more as if they were Peter's?
is insulting, '
but as it turned out, he was the one
"I..." Smack.
"Surrender..." Smack.
"I..." Smack.
"Surrender..." Smack.
word. He could not take it
commanded with a wave of his hand. Immediately, the two stopped.
between you and me?"
I do. I do," Griffith finally answered. He didn't have the guts to talk
slap yourself fifteen times. Then, say that you are good for nothing, you're a bastard
said Peter casually.
This was humiliating. If he said those words out loud, would he still have a face to show?
seems you haven't had enough slaps,"
shivered and finally
am good for nothing! I am a bastard!
why is your
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! "I am good for nothing! I am a
shouted even louder, tears running down his
how evil Peter was. He did not do things the way
Crack! "I am good for nothing! I am a
felt as if he would pass
me lose my appetite. Let's enjoy our meal somewhere
her and
he threw him a disdainful
ashamed he wanted to kill
get out, he spared no effort to
was just too
in response to what Peter said, she replied, "You're such a
me like that, Shelly? Does this mean you
not what I meant! Sorry," Shelly apologized immediately. A few moments later, she looked at
put your hand away now? People are
Peter replied apologetically, taking his hand back at once. He pretended to look embarrassed, but
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