SWNOVELS Chapter 191
Chapter 191
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Meanwhile, in the Northbound Warehouse, a little boy, Owen Bailey, was hiding behind the container, shivering. In front of him, Natalie stood with her arms spread out to protect him.
Her clothes were in tatters, and her face was stained with blood. She stared at a
middle-aged man, Ivan Walton, standing not far from her in the warehouse in fear and anger.
Behind Ivan were several subordinates with
sinister smiles.
"Ms. Bailey, hand over that phial, or you and your brother will die."
Ivan stared at Natalie, his face full of coldness.
His palms were covered with blood, and his clothes were splattered with plenty of blood.
The blood belonged to the Bailey family, and he was the one who exterminated the Bailey family with his own hands.
"You killed my family. Your hands are stained with the blood of the Bailey family, and you still want to get the phial. Impossible! Dream on!"
Natalie said with a look of hatred, "Even if I die, I won't reveal the whereabouts of the phial."
"Really?"
A look of ferocity flashed across Ivan's eyes.
He had killed the Bailey family and naturally didn't mind killing Natalie, but he didn't get the phial yet. He had to force Natalie to tell him the whereabouts of the phial. Otherwise, he would lose track of the phial forever.
"The phial was bought by the Bailey family. In order to get the bottle, you killed everyone in the Bailey family. With such a feud, I will not let you off even in the afterlife," Natalie said, gritting her teeth.
Natalie knew very well that with Ivan's ruthlessness, even if she told the whereabouts of the phial, he would not let her go. Since death was inevitable, she couldn't let her enemy benefit from it. After the massacre of the Bailey family, Natalie fled to the warehouse with Owen in a panic.
She had planned to call Leonard quietly for help. Unexpectedly, Leonard's call just happened to come. The ringtone instantly alerted Ivan to their hiding place.
Natalie's heart was filled with hatred. She wanted to cut Ivan into pieces, but she knew that revenge was beyond her reach.
Ivan's expression was dark and
ever-changing, and the depths of his eyes were full of coldness.
Natalie was very smart and knew that she would die anyway, so it was difficult for him to force Natalie to reveal the whereabouts of the treasure. However, the contents in that phial were so important.
The next moment, he took action without hesitation. A dagger flew out of his hand, and it flew like a cold light, directly piercing Natalie's knee.
Blood splattered from her knees. Natalie fell to her knees directly on the floor with a plop.
Of course, Ivan would not kill Natalie directly. He wanted to force her to expose the whereabouts of the treasure.
Ivan asked with sinister eyes, "Are you willing to tell me now?"
Natalie was so painful that her head was covered in a cold sweat.
But even so, she still shook her head with a
sneer
"Do you think you can make me give in this way? In your dreams. Go ahead, kill me. I won't tell you anything."
"You bitch! Let's see how much backbone you have."
The next moment, Ivan walked up to Natalie and grabbed her hair.
Then, he slammed her head hard against the floor. After several hits, Natalie's face was already bloody.
Then Ivan raised his leg and kicked Natalie on the head. Natalie was kicked 13 or 17 feet away, and her head hit the container behind her. Blood dripped from her head. "Natalie, Natalie, how are you?"
Owen rushed to Natalie with tears and kept shaking Natalie's body.
"Natalie, please don't die..."
"I'm fine."
Natalie struggled to get up from the floor.
"Yes, she will not die."
Ivan came over. He kicked Owen a few feet away, grabbed the dagger in Natalie's knee, and spun it around hard.
Suddenly, the dagger made a sound rubbing against the bones in Natalie's knee.
Natalie screamed in pain, trembling all over, and she almost fainted.
"Tell me, where is the phial? If you keep tight-lipped, I will make you suffer worse than death. As for your lovely brother, I will let you witness how he is tortured to death. His screams must be very beautiful."
Ivan had a vicious voice.
With that said, he signaled to his subordinates behind him, and two burly men immediately stepped forward and lifted Owen.
At the same time, a subordinate took out a knife and kept making gestures on Owen's body.
Owen, who was only seven years old, begged hard.
But the knife mercilessly pierced his leg.
"Damn, you bastard! I will kill you..."
Natalie struggled to get up from the floor but was kicked down by Ivan.
Tears streamed down her face as she clenched her fists, her lips bleeding from biting them.
"How about now? Can you tell me? This is just the beginning. If you don't tell me, I will cut off all his tendons and tongue and gouge out his eyes."
Ivan burst into laughter.
He knew that Owen was the only breakthrough point.
No matter how resolute Natalie was, she couldn't watch Owen being tortured.
At the same time, a Rolls-Royce sped towards the warehouse at 200 miles per hour, knocking away the abandoned wooden boxes on the roadside.
Half a minute later, the car screeched to a
halt at the entrance of the warehouse.
Leonard rushed out of the car.
His eyes were icy cold, and his whole body was filled with overwhelming murderous intent.
The next moment, Leonard locked the location of the warehouse. His footsteps pounded the ground like bullets rushing from a gun, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.