I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Chapter 3109 He Might Die Here Today

Abel sat on the couch. The genuine leather couch engulfed half of his body.

He adjusted into a comfortable position and stared straight ahead at the person before him.

Gerald felt his heart race under Abel's gaze. Was he in trouble?

"Beat him," Abel suddenly spoke in Russian.

Gerald did not understand what he meant and turned to look at those men beside him. After they received Abel's command, they immediately began raining blows on Gerald.

"Stop it, stop it! I was wrong, I was wrong!" After getting beaten up so many times, Gerald instinctively crouched down and hugged his head to protect himself.

"Hit him, and hit him hard!" Abel's eyes were fierce. Even though he did not understand what Gerald said and no one was interpreting it for him, he could tell Gerald was pleading for mercy.

Half an hour later, Gerald collapsed. His face was swollen and bruised, and his limbs were covered in bruises.

Gerald was miserable, but no one begged for mercy for him. The two men who beat him dared not show any mercy. They knew if they did, they would be in trouble themselves.

Hence, they kicked him hard.

"Ugh..." Gerald gave up begging for mercy. He even felt like he might die here today.

He could not help but recall what was said during the training for the Island of Despair. It was true. If they failed their missions, they would likely face death, unless there was a turning point...

Abel watched Gerald, who was almost breathless from the beating. He tilted his head slightly, signaling his subordinates to stop.

When they received the signal, they stopped. "Kneel," commanded Abel.

Gerald heard him. It took him a while to snap out of it before he finally reacted. Then, he slowly kneeled.

"Gerald, I'm giving you another chance," Abel muttered slowly, with someone interpreting for Gerald.

Gerald let out a cold shiver. Was this the turning point they talked about? However, could he really do it?

Gerald,

in the police station and this

he heard the words

Kill?

had never killed anyone before. Despite their training, their usual

could he possibly take

was afraid, lifted his head. However, he was pressed down by Abel's subordinate. "Boss doesn't want to see

He lowered his head until it

I can't kill people," Gerald quivered as he

He knew well the capabilities of those trained and deployed. However, there were only

if you don't kill this time, you'll be killed. I don't have much patience left with you. You have

was either Jacob

clenched his teeth. "Boss, I can't die. I'll kill

him to Mr. Shanks," Abel commanded. He then lifted

was like human blood. It sloshed with each

nodded and proceeded

family-style apartment suite. Shanks lived upstairs while Abel resided

strong scent of blood. He listened to the footsteps and casually asked,

Shanks," the two men replied in unison as they carried Gerald upstairs and dropped him on the

indeed troublesome." Shanks glanced at Gerald. It was a Caucasian

complete

Despair was simple. If one failed to complete his task, one either ended up injured

still chose these

was not that Shanks looked down on them. It was just that their training was

of the two groups was vastly

errands, but was it not akin to sending them to their deaths if they were assigned missions? Moreover, every time Abel beat someone to the

not as good as those

for breath, the ones from the Island of Despair were much easier

we're leaving him with you. Thank you." The two men

Either don't beat them up or don't bring them to me.

a few bones. But those men had deliberately avoided vital areas while beating him. There was no reckless striking, so this person should not be in