Paddy gritting his teeth, glared at Alexander, grabbing at his ankle in an attempt to pry his foot from his throat, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t make him budge an inch.
“Let… me… go… I can’t… breathe…”
Paddy’s face was flushed, his skin shifting between shades of purple and red, showing signs of suffocation.
Alexander’s foot on Paddy’s hand began to press down harder. With a slight smile, he asked coolly: “What? Can’t take it anymore? Weren’t you just acting all tough?”
A sickening crack echoed through the room as the bones in Paddy’s right hand fractured under the pressure.
“Ahhh!”
Paddy screamed in agony, cursing himself with regret.
Paddy’s followers recoiled at the sight of Alexander’s calm, cruel smile, realizing he was a far more ruthless figure than their boss
