Chapter 663 Call Out Again
Ava listened to Evelyn's screams. Although she was scared, she felt that Evelyn deserved it.
Evelyn was a gambler, racked up a ton of debt, and even colluded with kidnappers to snatch her,which was totally unforgivable.
The screaming continued for several minutes before it finally stopped, and eventually, Evelyn's pleas for mercy faded away.
"Damn! What bad luck!" The man panted heavily, as if exhausted from the beating, and let out a curse.
But right after cursing, he gave Evelyn another vicious kick. "Look at you, making me curse. How can a classy man like me resort to such language? It's all your fault! Damn it!"
"Shit, I cursed again!"
He picked up a bottle from the side and smashed it hard on Evelyn's head.
"Anyone who makes me curse deserves to die!"
With a loud crash, the sound of shattering glass was particularly clear, like a knife piercing Ava's eardrums.
Then, footsteps began to approach Ava, causing her to tremble in fear.
Suddenly, the blindfold over Ava's eyes was removed.
She had been blindfolded for so long that when she suddenly opened her eyes, the sunlight was somewhat blinding. After a while, Ava's eyes gradually adjusted to the light. She lifted her head to see the man in front of her, his mask stained with blood that must have been Evelyn's.
Ava's breathing was rapid, her eyes filled with fear. "How are you going to torture me?"
"Torture you? Hahahahaha." The man burst into laughter. "Well, how would you like me to torture you? Why not give me some suggestions?"
"Me?" Ava gave a feeble smile. "I don't want you to torture me. Could you let me go?"
"Ava, you're so annoying. I've exerted a lot of effort to get you here, and you think I'm going to let you go? How can you be so naive?"
"You asked for my opinion," Ava said. "I said it, and now you're unhappy."
"I asked you to tell me how I should torture you, not to ask me to let you go!"
Ava couldn't help but curse, "Are you insane?"
"Are you talking back to me?" The man lunged at her, seized her neck, suddenly exploding in rage. "Do you want me to kill the bastard in your belly? It's formed now. I can rip it out and show it to you. And you are going to watch it turn into bloody mess, bit by bit, falling to the ground. No, that's too wasteful. I should put it in a burrito and feed it to you, how about that?"
Ava's breathing became increasingly difficult. She gritted her teeth and said, "You're a freak!"
"That's music to my ears." The man tightened his grip, laughing softly. "Say it again."
Ava didn't say anything more. It was useless; the more she spoke, the more excited he got.
He released her neck. "I'm suddenly a bit bored. Let's play a game."
As Ava heard about the game, her heart started racing.
She remembered the so-called game this man had played with the kidnappers. She could never erase that scene from her mind.
Leonard had gouged out his underling's eyes and placed them on the ground, begging for mercy from this pervert. So, whatever game he was talking about, it was definitely not a good thing.
