Chapter 190

A masculine man pulled Lyon closer to Arnold. They did not stop him from beating him, punching him in the face and all over his body. His whole body was full of wounds that seemed to be tortured well. Lyon has almost no strength to fight, he only has one eye to see.

His body was almost red from the blood flowing from his wounds. Arnold was happy as he watched him like that.

"Hmm, you remind me of your father, Lyon." he said happily.

The man made Lyon kneel and pulled him by the hair so he could look up at Arnold. He barely had the strength to fight back or even speak.

But he still looked bravely at Arnold.

"Y-You weak fucking shit." Lyon said weakly to him.

Arnold was annoyed so he ordered to punch Lyon in the mouth again. "Your mouth is too foul, young Armstrong." he says.

Lyon's head is bowed, no strength.

Arnold walked around in Lyon’s place. He sighed, “Hmm, I miss this place. Wherein was the end of my mortal enemy, Oscar Bridgetons.” he says.

Lyon could do nothing but listen to w