Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 97: Deterrence by Force, Making an Example
When did William Thorne infiltrate their team?
Could it be that William Thorne had noticed from the very beginning?
"Trying to run?"
He pulled the suitcase behind him, and soon footsteps sounded from behind, "Stop!"
From the sound, William Thorne recognized it was Lachlan Wyatt. It seemed Lachlan wasn’t easy to handle either, as he quickly caught on. He dashed forward, stepped off the wall, and delivered a flying kick, sending the leading man in black flying a short distance away, tumbling twice and barely getting up. He coughs, props himself on the ground, and shouts, "Run! Their people are coming!"
"Thinking of running after kidnapping us?"
Lachlan Wyatt swiftly followed and grabbed the enormous suitcase. Peach screamed, opening it to find Sarah Shaw lying inside with her hands and feet tied together. She had lost consciousness, seemingly from inhaling too much sedative and passing out, yet her face was covered in cold sweat and tears, indicating how fiercely she resisted and struggled before. If they had arrived even a little later...
Iris Crawford didn’t dare to think about the consequences; had they arrived any later, Sarah might have been taken abroad!
At that point, even if they wanted to help, they would be powerless!
Martin Hawthorne lifted Peach out of the suitcase. Gritting his teeth as he looked at the huge suitcase, he said, "They were ready to use this suitcase to pack her!"
Treating women as goods to be mercilessly stuffed into a suitcase, these men in black were worse than beasts!
"We can’t let them get away!"
Iris Crawford, enraged by Sarah Shaw’s unconscious form leaning against Martin Hawthorne’s arms, said, "Lachlan, I feel there must be someone behind all this, orchestrating this group..."
Lachlan Wyatt clenched his fingers, "You mean we shouldn’t hand them over so quickly, right?"
"Yes." Iris Crawford nodded, "Some private grudges need to be settled, surround them all!"
In an instant, the bodyguards they brought surrounded the five men in black robes. The leader, pinned down by Lachlan, shouted, "Our boss won’t let you off!"
"Dare to steal the goods the boss wants; you’re courting death!"
"Still acting tough!" Lachlan kicked the man’s face again, cracking his goggles, with shards cutting into his face. The pain made him grimace.
William Thorne said coolly from the side, "Just these five people?"
"Yeah, probably not too many people; it would attract our attention." Lachlan furrowed his brows, pondering something, "You have the final say here, William. We need to borrow your territory."
"I need to take Sarah for a check-up!" Peach said anxiously, "Lachlan, we need to move quickly, or we won’t make it in time if they have reinforcements coming!"
"Let’s go now!"
Lachlan decisively said, "Take all five of them with us!"
"You want to enforce private punishment first?" William Thorne’s voice was cold, "If found out, you might not be able to protect yourself."
Lachlan paused, then his brows frosted over with gloom, "Don’t worry, I won’t dirty your hands."
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An hour later, in the dim underground parking garage, Lachlan Wyatt threw all five people in, their hands bound behind their backs. Iris Crawford entered with him, followed closely by the rest of the office crew. The garage door closed slowly behind them, cutting off the world and seemingly severing the last hope of the group of men in black.
"Speak, who sent you?"
"Ha ha!"
The man in black looked at Lachlan and didn’t answer, "You look somewhat familiar." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Familiar?
Iris Crawford instinctively thought of Jonas Kingsley, who looked remarkably similar to Lachlan, "Is your employer Mr. J?"
"Yes, and no."
The man in black showed no fear, as if they had already adopted a reckless attitude, "Our employer is greed and desire."
"Cut the bullshit!"
Lachlan slapped the man on the face, "Kidnapping and trafficking women, daring to earn this dirty money; aren’t you afraid you won’t live to spend it?!"
"Our families were trafficked long ago, I have no heirs, no mother or wife; why should I care about the life and death of others?"
The man in black revealed a vicious expression, even though he was tied up and had been hit by Lachlan Wyatt, he grew increasingly desperate and ferocious. He defiantly told Lachlan Wyatt, "I’ve long known this, isn’t this world all about the law of the jungle? If you can’t protect people, you deserve to be kidnapped!"
"How can you say something like that!" James Chesterton roared.
"Precisely because I’m human, I can do this kind of thing, hahaha." The man in black seemed to know he couldn’t be saved this time, so he revealed his true nature. "Look, who else with such ideas and mentality would do such things to their own kind? Haha! Only humans would do this because humans have gained intelligence, have ambition, and desire. Look at a dog on the road, would it think of trafficking its kind? Hahaha, this malice is precisely proof of my humanity!"
"You’re crazy!"
Iris Crawford wished she could kill these heartless beings, "You know they are your kind, why do you act, it’s a life!"
"Life?"
The man in black questioned Iris Crawford, "The one kidnapped is called Sarah Shaw, right? Didn’t she also try to escape her family’s arranged marriage? Those wealthy families don’t seem to treat her as human either. How do you know us kidnapping her isn’t saving her? Haha, are our actions excessive? It’s her relatives who are forcing her to marry someone she doesn’t love! It’s precisely her family that’s made her vulnerable! You say I’m not human, then what are they? Animals? Haha!"
"Stop absolving yourself of blame!"
Iris Crawford stepped forward and grabbed the man’s throat, "Tell me who is behind you, otherwise I will kill you without mercy!"
"Tsk tsk..." The man in black shook his head, his smile laced with sarcasm, "You walk this road, don’t you deserve it?"
Iris Crawford’s pupils instantly tightened!
"In today’s society, aren’t you women just men’s accessories? Look at the women from noble families, aren’t they just the same? Either forced into arranged marriages or too afraid to divorce. Two years ago, if you had recognized earlier that Jordan Jacobs didn’t love you and let go, would there have been a chance for that kidnapping case? Isn’t it all your own fault? You deserve it!"
Iris Crawford’s hand tightened suddenly, her nails almost sinking into the man’s skin.
"Say it again if you dare!"
"I said, you women are just men’s accessories. Early divorce would have avoided trouble, you’re just cheap, eagerly sticking to, making Jordan Jacobs increasingly dislike you, leading to a murderous situation, why always blame others? Then I heard about the money transfer behind the kidnapping case back then, from the Jacobs Family’s account!"
Iris Crawford trembled violently!
It was true...
Back then, her own husband, hired a killer to murder her...
"You know nothing!"
"Loving someone isn’t wrong, but loving someone brainlessly deserves it." The man in black said with a smile, "Strangle me."
Even if you deserve it, it shouldn’t bring murderous intent! The one who harbors murder is the real culprit!
"You think I don’t dare?"
Iris Crawford shouted, eyes full of hatred, why, why is the victim reversed as the perpetrator, why are they said to deserve it when they’ve done nothing wrong, must women be scrutinized to perfection with no loopholes?
Why... why...
"Iris Crawford!"
Nearby, Lachlan Wyatt shouted, "Be careful not to fall into his trap, he’s trying to brainwash you little by little to break down your mental defenses for escape! Think carefully about how exaggerated and absurd his words are!"
Iris Crawford felt like someone hit her hard from behind, a wave of pain spread through her chest, regaining consciousness she lowered her head watching her gripping movement, the man in black was clearly desperate, angrily retorted to Lachlan Wyatt, "Shut up!"
Lachlan Wyatt stepped forward, forcefully pulled Iris Crawford’s hand away, "You cowardly bully just thinking of targeting Iris Crawford for her vulnerability, aren’t you?"
The man in black turned pale, he was found out... The cult had trained a skill in brainwashing, even manipulating emotions of targets they wanted control over, yet Lachlan Wyatt wasn’t swayed at all!
"For someone with no moral bottom line, I couldn’t care less what others think of me."
Lachlan Wyatt’s face was stunning, yet his words seemed even more ruthless and cruel than the man in black, he twisted the man’s jaw straight out of place, leaving him speechless in pain, as a warning to the remaining four, "I see your mouth is quite capable, why not pull out your tongue?"
The remaining few broke into cold sweat, saying, "You dare! Our leader will send someone to rescue us..."
"Why wouldn’t I dare?"
Lachlan Wyatt said expressionlessly, "Peach, no anesthesia, cut off this man’s tongue for me! Do it now!"
Peach was silent for a long time, anger building inside, hearing this command she coldly approached, a woman wielding a scalpel would ordinarily be a seductive image, but Peach’s face was filled with murderous intent. She used the dull side of the knife to pry open that man’s dislocated jaw, the sharp side aimed at the tongue root, at this moment, death’s fear engulfed the man, tears and snot flowed as he pleaded, "Spare me, I will talk! I will talk!"
"Where is the confidence from before?"
Lachlan Wyatt gave Peach a glance, and she released the man. Lachlan Wyatt chuckled coldly, "Blaming everything on women so you can wash your hands of it, you really are shameless! Another’s mistake isn’t an excuse for your crime, loving the wrong person isn’t your place to judge, demanding a perfect victim is your most filthy, disgusting thought as a perpetrator! Iris Crawford is doing well, don’t think of using Jordan Jacobs to kidnap her life again, and don’t damn think of using this to excuse your kidnapping of women, you should go to hell!"
