You More Than Anything In The World

Chapter 102 How Dare You Touch My Girl

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Benjamin’s eyes. He sent the man flying with a kick.

The thrust was so strong that the man hit the wall. Several ribs were instantly crushed upon impact.

Soon after that, Benjamin brutally stomped on the man’s face.

“How dare you touch my girl! You’ve got some nerve!”

The deep and bloodthirsty voice coming over the man’s head sent chills down his spine.

“I-I don’t know you! Who the h*ll are you?”

Benjamin applied more pressure on his foot upon hearing that.

The man under his foot, whose facial expression was quite distorted at this point, could not help but wail, “Please spare my life!”

Sensing Benjamin’s hostility, the man trembled in fear.

Benjamin then exchanged a meaningful glance with Ethen and stepped aside.

The latter walked over knowingly, squatted down, and patted the subdued on his face with the blunt end of a knife.

“Now, tell me. Who sent you?”

“Who are you guys? I don’t even know! I haven’t got any business to do with you-”

Painful screeches echoed as the man’s finger got cut off.

held his wounded hand in his other one. Terror

a brief deliberation, he asked sheepishly, “Is that woman

seen such an idiot kidnapper. It’s true that you have no business with us, and she has no business with you. So, why did

he fidgeted

easy-going, but he knew what needed to be done

Why did you try to kidnap

You’re taking the law into your own hands. I’ll sue you!” the

kept his weapon

a sigh

received

sounded from inside the interrogation

startled to hear that, but

talk,” the man pleaded, wrapping his hands around his head. “We

“By whom?”

head. “I’ve never met him in person. He secured a deal with us online. That’s all I

pummeled the man a few more times, but the latter had nothing else

spill it! Why did

wants her

heard that, he instantly cast a menacing glare at the

by his collar. “How many of you are there?

on as he vigorously shook his

Ethen finally stopped beating up the man. He smoothed out the creases on his shirt. The battered man was left sprawling

“Mr. Graham, he’s a stubborn

to talk,” Benjamin

“Yes!”