Chapter 287 Ruthless Methods
However, in just an instant, Quinlan was kicked directly onto the couch, his whole body collapsing as his stomach churned, causing him to vomit up all the food and drink he had consumed earlier!
William had intended a single kick, but was surprised by the outcome. He turned to Abigail apologetically. "Sorry about your couch."
Abigail rolled her eyes at him and crossed her arms in front of her chest, making her already impressive bust even more prominent.
Abigail was indeed a seductress!
Quinlan, writhing in pain, had veins bulging on his face!
He tumbled from the couch to the floor, vomiting uncontrollably, feeling as if his entire body were falling apart.
"I hate drunks the most, especially drunks who harass young girls! Abigail have made it very clear that she broke up with you, yet you still have the nerve to pester her. If I don't teach you a good lesson tonight, you won't learn your place!" William cursed angrily, walking over to the collapsed Quinlan. He squatted down, grabbed his hair, and slapped him repeatedly, the sound echoing throughout the room!
In just half a minute, William had slapped Quinlan dozens of times!
Abigail watched from the side and clenched her small fists, her big eyes flashing, wishing she could be the one hitting Quinlan instead of William!
Despite her daily gentle and elegant demeanor, a little beast lived inside her. She disliked the image of being too perfect and aspired to be a heroine combating evil.
After the beating, Abigail finally felt a sense of relief.
"Damn, he's really tough!" William cursed. After a flurry of slaps, he looked at the swollen Quinlan lying on the floor. Quinlan's face puffed up like a pig's head, his cheeks bulging and blood-red, as if he had swallowed two loaves of bread. His eyes were black and blue, and he had lost several teeth due to William's punch.
Quinlan lay on the floor groaning, unable to fight back, his head buzzing and the world spinning around him. He was likely suffering from a moderate concussion.
"Didn't I say, either get lost or I'll break your legs!" William said, looking vicious. He then grabbed Quinlan's hair and dragged him to the dining room like a rag doll, then picked a rolling pin from the kitchen!
William's actions were ruthless; he had pulled out a chunk of Quinlan's hair, leaving his scalp bloody and raw!
After weighing the rolling pin in his hand, William walked over to Quinlan, grabbed one of his legs, placed it on a chair, and then brought the rolling pin down!
With the crisp sound of a bone breaking and a heart-wrenching scream, Quinlan's calf completely snapped, the excruciating pain clearing his foggy mind instantly!
William had broken one of his legs. It was a truly violent act!
'To deal with such a guy, you have to use extreme measures, or he won't remember!' William thought.
"How about now? Are you feeling good? Do you know you were wrong?" William said as he grabbed Quinlan's other leg and placed it on the chair as well.
Quinlan was in intense pain, nearly passing out, making speech impossible.
William applied some pressure and jabbed the rolling pin into Quinlan's broken leg, causing him to scream, "Stop!"
"You bastard, do you know who I am? I'll kill you! My uncle is a cop, you're dead! I'll have you locked up for life! Just you wait, just you wait!" Quinlan threatened.
Quinlan was still stubborn!
But the cold sweat on his forehead and the blood dripping from his mouth showed he was just bluffing.
"Oh, I'm so scared. Since you've threatened me like this, shouldn't I take this opportunity to torture you properly?" William said, looking innocent. He then looked at Quinlan pitifully and said, "Sorry, but I'll be taking this leg too!"
As he said this, his tone carried a chill, and his gaze was so cold that Quinlan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, shivering uncontrollably!
Quinlan instantly realized how foolish his words had been and wished he could take them back and beg for mercy!
But it was too late!
"I'm really sorry, but you'll be spending the rest of your life in a wheelchair!" William declared without any trace of regret.
With that, he swung the rolling pin and broke Quinlan's other leg!
The pain was excruciating!
Quinlan finally understood what despair felt like; he wanted to kill William!
But William grabbed his hair tightly and dragged him to the kitchen like trash, ignoring his struggles and screams!
"William, stop. If you keep going, you'll kill him," Abigail said, stepping forward, her eyes full of worry.
If William went too far and killed someone, things would really get complicated.
"It's okay. I know my limits. This guy won't die," William said with a grin.
Quinlan trembled all over when he heard William's words, wanting to say something, but all he could taste was blood and cold air.
His legs seemed alien, throbbing with a pain he'd never felt.
Due to the pain in his legs, Quinlan lay limp on the ground, only able to whimper and softly call for help.
He opened his mouth, suddenly wanting to shout for help!
As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a thick, spicy powder being poured into his mouth and nose!
"Want to shout for help? Why didn't you shout earlier? You brought this on yourself," William said viciously, holding a bag of red chili powder.
Quinlan felt choking to death as chili powder was forcefully poured into his mouth and nose. He felt his soul leaving his body, coughing violently from the spiciness!
With each cough, more chili powder was inhaled into his lungs, leading to a vicious cycle of coughing and inhaling!
Normally, inhaling this much chili powder would be nearly fatal!
Quinlan's throat and lungs burned as if they were on fire, causing an excruciating pain! Tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes, and he felt like he was going to choke to death!
Only then did William stop torturing Quinlan. He grabbed a cup of water from the coffee table and poured it over Quinlan's head!
Quinlan instantly felt a bit of coolness in his mouth and nose, and he took a few deep breaths of fresh air. But with the chili powder still in his mouth and nose, the water made it stick together, intensifying the burning sensation!
He struggled to breathe, his lungs feeling as if they were ablaze with each gasp. Laying on the ground, he frantically clawed at his throat, seeking any semblance of relief.
For about ten minutes, Quinlan couldn't stop coughing. It seemed as if his coughing could bring down the sky!
The pain he was experiencing was unimaginable!
Abigail stood to the side, feeling very uncomfortable, wanting to stop William several times. But then she thought, 'If we stop now, will Quinlan continue to harass me in the future?'
Thinking of this, Abigail chose to remain silent.
"Some people don't deserve sympathy. Being kind to them is being cruel to yourself. People like this need extreme measures to remember for a lifetime!" William declared. He could see that Abigail was a bit scared, but he showed no sympathy.
Had William not been present tonight, Abigail would've faced Quinlan alone, with dire consequences.
'We can't sympathize with someone who wants to commit a crime just because they suffered a little. If something happens, who will pity us?' William thought.
"Hey, weren't you pretty arrogant just now? Saying your uncle is a cop. Why don't you call your uncle to save you now? Idiot, still being stubborn when you're about to die!" William sneered.
Quinlan lay limp on the ground, feeling as if his lungs were burning up. William's ruthlessness was beyond anything he could have imagined!
In the past, whenever he mentioned his uncle was a cop, everyone treated him with respect!
But William was a lunatic! Not only was he not afraid, but he was also so arrogant. Wasn't he afraid of retaliation?
Quinlan realized that without compromise or pleading for mercy, he couldn't leave the room alive and might even die there.
He wanted to beg for mercy, but he didn't want to be humiliated in front of a woman, especially his ex-girlfriend. That would be more painful than death!
Quinlan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Don't be so arrogant! My uncle is a cop. Ask Abigail if you don't believe me. You've broken my legs and treated me like this, you're dead! I'll have my uncle put you in jail for decades!"
William, pretending to be scared, shrugged helplessly and said, "Since you still don't get it, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Looks like someone will be buried tonight."
Quinlan, hearing this, immediately shouted, "You dare! That's illegal!"
William ignored him, calmly finding a large black plastic bag and a shiny knife from the kitchen!
"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish," William announced coldly.
With that, he walked step by step towards the terrified Quinlan, who wet his pants in fear, leaving a puddle of yellow urine on the floor.
Quinlan began to cry and shout, "Don't kill me! I admit it! I was wrong. Please don't kill me! We can talk this out, I won't bother Abigail again!"
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