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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?

insulting, ' he thought.

crush Peter, but as it turned out, he was the one being crushed, and by

"I..." Smack.

"Surrender..." Smack.

"I..." Smack.

"Surrender..." Smack.

with a smack every other word. He could not take it anymore. He felt like he would run out of

commanded with a wave of his hand. Immediately,

difference between you and me?" he repeated.

I do. I do," Griffith finally answered. He didn't have

times. Then, say that you are good for nothing, you're a bastard and you are no match for

said Peter casually.

he still have a face to show? What would Robin do

haven't had enough slaps,"

and

Smack! Smack! "I am good for nothing! I am a bastard! I am

slapping so lightly and why is your

Smack! Smack! "I am good for nothing! I am a bastard! I am no match for

himself harder and shouted even louder,

He did not do things the way they

"I am good for nothing!

hard that Griffith felt as if he

me lose my appetite. Let's enjoy our

his arm around her and looked at

about to leave, he

so ashamed he wanted to kill himself.

out, he spared no effort to escape.

was just too

to what Peter said, she replied, "You're such a bad man, Peter. You really gave

can you talk to me like that, Shelly? Does this

Shelly apologized immediately. A few moments later, she looked at Peter

you put your hand away now? People are looking at

Peter replied apologetically, taking his hand back at once.

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