The Mafia King's First Love-Chapter 585 The Mafia King will return every favor (2)

*WARNING - SLIGHT GORE*

Charles touched Jiang Zhen's cheekbone with the tip of the dagger. He slightly pierced it into his skin, causing him to gasp.

The guards had firmly held his head without giving him even an inch of space to move.

"Ah? You are already gasping? Aren't you so tough? It's just starting. You have to suffer much more than this," Charles's blue eyes turned grey and dark like a stormy night as he pushed the knife's steel deeper into his skin and slowly began to drag it across his face.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

A burning sensation shot in his right cheek as blood trickled down. Despite all his resistance, his eyes turned blurry. He clenched his jaw, trying to gulp the pain but to no avail.

Zexi clutched her throat and looked away in horror. She had only watched this torture in movies, but it was happening right in front of her live.

Li Dong sneered and enjoyed his misery. Jiang Zhen had planned to discard him, so now seeing him suffer brought satisfaction to his heart.

Mingshen yawned. "You don't have to look so happy, fucker. You have no idea what is in store for you~"

Bojing's dainty figure loomed in the form of his death, making Li Dong shudder. His eyes that were always filled with tears were now stared at him with an empty, bloodthirsty gaze.

'You will die today' was what they simply said.

The scar on Jiang Zhen's cheek extended from his cheekbone right until his chin at the opposite side. His tongue tasted the drops of his own blood.

Charles withdrew, satisfied.

"Hmm, how is my art, Anna?"

Anna studied Jiang Zhen with seriousness and gave her boyfriend a thumbs up. "It's awesome. He looks hideous." 𝗳𝔯𝙚e𝒘e𝚋𝘯𝚘ν𝙚l.𝑐o𝙢

Jiang Zhen was breathing hard in pain. His whole face burned and stung as if somebody had poured acid onto it.

"It's not over yet."

Wei's low and threatening voice ominously rang in the air. The atmosphere became deathly still as he took slow steps towards him. He tilted his head, his dark eyes watching Jiang Zhen with danger.

"You have to pay for taking Lihua with you. You have to pay for even thinking that she can be yours. You have to pay for thinking that you would have killed my child," the light in his eyes was turning sinister and clouded. "You have to pay for each and every crime you have committed towards MY Lihua."

Jia narrowed her eyes.

She thought back to the time when she was caught, and he had shot her. At that time, there was nothing in his eyes. No sentiments, no emotions and no awareness. But he looked different.

She loved her sister and was proud of her, but it was hard to believe that love could change a person so much.

Wei smiled. "Weren't you kind enough to let me meet Lihua one last time?"

Jiang Zhen trembled as he gasped in pain. Wei's words reached his ears. He wanted to retaliate. But his face was stinging like hell that he couldn't even properly move.

"Lihua…Lihua…She is min-"

A punch landed straight on his face, exactly where the scar made by Charles started. Blood spurted out, and he collapsed back. Two of the teeth came out loose.

Charles and Mingshen made tongue-clicking voices.

"That must be brutal."

Mingshen sneered. "Brutal? Isn't he the 'Mafia King?' A Mafia King should know no pain."

Chang Fang flared his nostrils. "My Boss hadn't let out a single scream! And he is here acting like such a sissy! So weak! How dare you take away the Mafia King's position from my Boss!?"

"Ahhhh…"

Jiang Zhen clutched his face, the searing pain shooting through his body.

Wei grabbed his hair and harshly pulled him back. He dug his fingers in his jaw that shot a bout of another pain through his face. "What. Did. You. Say?"

Jiang Zhen gritted his teeth. His vision blurred feeling his nails pierce his flesh. His scalp felt as if it was on fire. Wei was pulling his hair so harshly as if he would uproot his hair at any moment.

Xinyue raised his brow. "I admit your level of hallucination is so overpowered."

Wei grabbed his neck and slowly increased the pressure, strangling him out of his breath. "Lihua was never yours. Never ever." His eyes were shining with a hint of insanity. No other man had the right to claim Lihua as his.

Xinyue sneered. "Let him be able to talk, Jiang Wei. Otherwise, how will he meet my sister?"

Wei then let go of his neck.

Jiang Zhen jolted as he heard her name. "I…I will take her back! You…" he laughed. "I will take Lihua back from you…Nobody can…snatch anything from me…" his maniac laughter rang in the base.

Xinyue dialed another number and showed the phone to him. The video call got clicked, and Lihua appeared on the screen.

"Lihua…" Jiang Zhen lost his mind and smiled. "Lihua! Hahaha…See? I told everyone! She won't…she won't go anywhere…But no…why aren't you here? W-why aren't you here!? I want to see you!" He forgot all the pain the moment he saw Lihua's face.

Wei's eyes darkened. "Did you think that I will bring Lihua HERE to let you meet her? "I will never let her and my children be in the same place as you."

Jiang Zhen jerked his head towards him, shooting death glares at him.

From the other side, Lihua witnessed Jiang Zhen's condition and a deep sense of satisfaction filled her heart. Not only because she was forced in his prison but also for Jiang Hua and Ruru's sake. He had been a horrible husband and father to them and this was his retribution for treating his family like dirt.

Lihua smirked. "What's wrong, Jiang Zhen? Why are you kneeling on the floor like this? Aren't you invincible? Weren't you so arrogant that you have won? Then why are you in this position today?"

Jiang Zhen breathed hard. "Lihua…come here Lihua! Wei…Wei is a bastard! He cannot keep you happy! I will! I will give you everything in this world! I will defeat Wei and take back everything that belongs to me!"