Chapter 14
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Michael was already a grotesque figure. His limbs were broken, and his body was covered in blood. He lay on the ground like a stray dog, mumbling incoherently, "You bastards! I'm the heir of the Roberts family. My father won't let you get away with this. Hahaha! You'll all die soon!"
His injuries had left him delirious, and he kept babbling nonsensically.
"Michael!" Jonathan barked.
Michael started trembling as if he had heard the most terrifying voice. "Jonathan, what are you going to do? Stay away! Stay away!"
He backed away, his face contorted in fear and despair.
"You hit my daughter with your car and almost killed my wife. I told you I wouldn't let you die so easily," Jonathan said. He then instructed a soldier, "Nail him to the wall. Use the best medicine we have. Every time his wound heals, drive another nail into him. I want him to know pain like Ruby and Olivia did!"
"Understood, General!" the soldier replied expressionlessly.
Soon, a doctor arrived with a high-tech medicine that could quickly clot blood and heal wounds.
Michael watched in despair as his wounds healed rapidly, and then they were brutally reopened.
Screams of agony echoed throughout the villa.
"Ah! No, please!" Michael's tortured cries filled the air. He begged for mercy, "I was wrong. I'm so sorry. Please, let me go!"
However, Jonathan silently watched Michael suffer as blood pooled on the ground. "If he loses too much blood, give him a transfusion. If he faints, wake him up with water."
Jonathan picked up an iron rod and struck Michael's abdomen.
Crack! The sound of bones breaking echoed through Michael's body.
Jonathan ordered the doctor, "Remove four bones from his body."
"Ah! Kill me! Just kill me!" Michael's screams grew hysterical. He had never imagined he would endure such torture. It was worse than death.
"You broke four of my daughter's ribs. This is how you'll repay," Jonathan declared before turning to leave.
At that moment, a soldier entered and addressed Jonathan, "General, the Chief of the Yonderville Police Department, Adrian Marshall, wants to see you."
Jonathan nodded. "Let him in."
Soon, Adrian entered the basement. The pungent smell of blood assaulted his senses.
When he saw Michael's horrific appearance, his heart pounded in fear.
'That's the heir of the Roberts family! His father Vincent is one of the top gang leaders in Yonderville!'
"General... No, Mr. Parker, I'm afraid you'll draw unwanted attention. Michael's father, Vincent Roberts, is a formidable figure in both the business and the underworld. If he finds out his son is being tortured like this, he won't let it go." Adrian swallowed hard as he glanced at the unconscious Michael.
Jonathan's icy gaze fixed on Adrian. "Are you pleading for him?"
Adrian trembled and quickly shook his head. "No! Of course not! We've been ordered to fully cooperate with you. I'm just worried you might face trouble."
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Marshall, but there's no one I can't deal with," Jonathan replied coldly before striding away.
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Meanwhile, Navy Secret Special Forces and Jonathan's followers from around the world were arriving in Novaria by private jets. Although Jonathan had resigned from the military, his great achievements over the years still had a strong appeal.
Those who idolized Jonathan learned his wife and daughter were in trouble and rushed to assist.
All the airports in Novaria were bustling. On that day alone, Novaria's Aviation Administartion recorded over a thousand private jets, all headed to Yonderville.
Such an unusual event immediately drew the attention of Novaria's Aviation Administartion, and they reported it to the air combat command centers of major military districts. However, they were told to allow passage without interception. All civilian flights were to make way.
This directive caused an uproar within Novaria's Aviation Administartion. They had never encountered anything like this. Clearly, something significant was happening in Yonderville.
The gathering of Navy Secret Special Forces in Novaria caused a global stir. Everyone tried to gather information about the situation desperately. But the only information they received was that their destination was Yonderville. Nothing else could be discovered.
Inside the villa, Jonathan listened to his subordinate's report. "General, the elite troops you trained overseas have all arrived in Novaria. According to the schedule, the first batch will reach Yonderville today, with the rest arriving by tomorrow."
"Good." Jonathan nodded. Though he appeared calm while gazing out the window, he had mixed feelings.
"Also, your four deputies have arrived and are awaiting your orders," the soldier continued.
These four deputies were all personally promoted by Jonathan. Now, they were all at the rank of brigadier general. Although their ranks were far below Jonathan's, they were formidable. Not just the Roberts family, but even the entire Yonderville and the Eastvale Military District were no match for them, apart from the top commanders.
"Have them all stationed outside Yonderville. Don't disturb the civilians, and don't expose their presence. Also, keep them on high alert. Stop anyone trying to help the Roberts family. No matter who they are, if they dare to rescue the Roberts family, kill them on sight! Now, spread the word: I took Michael away." Jonathan's voice was cold and commanding. "I gave the Roberts family seven days. They can call upon anyone and use any means for revenge. I'm waiting for them, and they can wait for their death."
'Roberts family, don't let me down!' Jonathan hoped silently.
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