"What did you say... Aaaah!!!"
Jiang Lin was about to burst into a furious roar, but in the next moment, he screamed again, his voice even louder than the rock music blasting from the million-dollar sound system.
Because his other finger had also been crushed by Jiang Han.
With each finger connected to the heart, the intense pain left Jiang Lin unable to do anything but scream.
And this was just the beginning...
Crack! Crack!
The sound of bones breaking was crisp, masked by the passionate rock music, and drowned out by Jiang Lin's screams.
By the time all five fingers were completely crushed, dangling like a glove, Jiang Lin finally regained his senses, his eyes filled with terror.
"Jiang Han! Jiang Han!"
"I was wrong! Jiang Han!"
"I was just joking! I was only a few years old back then, how could I have done something so heinous? I was just delirious and said those awful things."
Adrenaline surged, briefly suppressing the intense pain in his hand. His face was as pale as a corpse, sweat pouring down him as he stumbled backward, begging for mercy.
But Jiang Han ignored him, approaching step by step with a blank expression.
"I'm your cousin! We're family."
Looking at the figure like the Grim Reaper, Jiang Lin panicked. "Let's sit down and talk this out. I was actually very sad about Uncle and Aunt's death. There's no need for us to fight to the death."
"Right... Uncle and Aunt were so kind-hearted, they definitely wouldn't want their son to be an executioner."
Jiang Han paused slightly, a look of bewilderment in his eyes. A sardonic smile appeared on his lips. "So, even you, you beast, know that..."
"Of course, I know. I've always known. Uncle and Aunt were so good to me, of course I'm grateful."
Seeing Jiang Han finally stop, Jiang Lin clutched at the last straw, repeatedly agreeing. "If it weren't for Uncle and Aunt's help, I don't know which mountain I'd be cutting grass and feeding pigs in. If they were alive, they definitely wouldn't want to see you being so cold-blooded. Think about it, isn't that right?"
"Yeah."
Jiang Han's lips twitched. If they were alive...
Yeah...
Bang!
He stepped forward, lightly kicking Jiang Lin to the ground, then crushing Jiang Lin's other hand. The latter screamed in pain, rolling on the ground, constantly begging, trying to persuade him with the kindness of Jiang Han's parents.
Unfortunately, all that awaited him was even more intense pain.
The shrill screams echoed in the villa, lingering for a long time.
Starting with his hands, then his feet, lower abdomen...
It took more than ten minutes for Jiang Han to break every bone in Jiang Lin's body.
But he was still not dead, because Jiang Han deliberately avoided vital points while inflicting the utmost pain.
Even so, Jiang Lin was now barely breathing, like a puddle of mud. His ribs had already pierced his internal organs, and every breath felt like swallowing hundreds of blades.
"Wuu... wuu wuu..."
He used his last strength to beg Jiang Han to kill him, because the pain was so deeply ingrained, indescribable.
But all his teeth had already been broken, and he could only make helpless whimpering sounds.
Jiang Han stopped, squatting next to Jiang Lin, quietly watching the fear and pain flickering in his eyes, wanting to struggle but unable to.
The sound system had long been turned off, and the entire room was eerily quiet, with only Jiang Lin's painful whimpers echoing. He had fainted several times, but each time he woke up again in excruciating pain.
Another ten minutes passed.
Jiang Lin's eyes dimmed, and he finally stopped struggling.
Jiang Han silently got up, his face devoid of joy or sorrow. He expressionlessly looked at the others in the room.
At this moment, these young men and women were already terrified, their faces pale with fear.
They had witnessed the entire process, knowing the kind of torment Jiang Lin had endured. The blood and bone fragments all over the floor were the best proof.
"Good riddance!"
Jiang Longtao suddenly jumped out, pointing at Jiang Lin and cursing, "This beast, worse than a pig or dog! Uncle Jiang and Aunt An were such good people, but they were killed by this animal Jiang Lin! He deserves to die ten thousand times over."
"I've long disliked him. If I had known about what happened back then, I wouldn't have waited for Jiang Han to do it, I would have killed him myself to avenge Uncle and Aunt!"
"Yes! That's what I thought too. This beast is truly two-faced, actually repaying kindness with evil. He's completely insane, I misjudged him!"
"Indeed! I really didn't know about what happened back then, Jiang Han, I'm so heartbroken. Remember the funeral? I even said hello to you."
Reminded by Jiang Longtao, the others also stood up, filled with righteous indignation, as if they were messengers of justice.
But in their words, they were emphasizing one thing: what happened back then had nothing to do with them.
However, facing the agitated crowd, Jiang Han remained expressionless. He took a step, and a massive force erupted from the soles of his feet.
He was like a lithe leopard, instantly appearing in front of Jiang Longtao, his fist magnifying infinitely in the latter's pupils.
Bang!
The heavy force caused Jiang Longtao's head to explode like a watermelon.
Warm blood splattered on Jiang Han's handsome, fair face, adding a touch of eeriness and bloodlust.
"Stop acting, none of you will escape," he said softly.
He wasn't a fool, how could he not tell the truth from lies?
At the funeral back then, he stood in the corner wearing white mourning clothes, silently watching the myriad of lights.
The adults, pretending to be sad, squeezed out a few crocodile tears, standing in groups of three or five to discuss the division of the company, even fighting and wrestling like madmen.
The children, on the other hand, were carefree and playing together, gloating about how their families would buy new cars and new houses in the future, and how they wouldn't have to care about someone's feelings anymore because he didn't have parents.
Only he himself was sad.
These people had long coveted that mountain of wealth, willing to abandon their conscience and morals to meticulously plan an "accident."
Otherwise, how could they have removed the original backbone of the group in just one month, quickly establishing a new faction and dividing up those huge fortunes.
When a whale falls, all things thrive.
They were like parasites, devouring their master completely, sucking him dry, even to the marrow.
"You, you, you!"
"It's none of our business! Jiang Lin did it, he's dead, what else do you want!"
Jiang Longtao's death made the others unable to suppress the fear in their hearts any longer, wanting to escape from here.
But with Jiang Han's current speed, this was simply impossible.
With a light tap of his foot, his figure flashed, his speed was astonishing, and in an instant, he caught up with one person, his fist striking like thunder.
"Third one."
Jiang Han muttered to himself, his eyes filled with coldness.
He was like the Grim Reaper wielding a scythe, returning the pain of that year to these heartless and ungrateful beings tenfold.
