Vengeful

After descending from Greencloud Mountain, Dylan instructed Richard to drive to Campvan Hall.

Upon entering Campvan Hall, Dylan coldly ordered the law enforcement officers inside, “Use all your skills against me. Your can’t stop until I tell you to”

Every law enforcement officer in Campvan Hall had extremely high combat abilities. Upon hearing Dylan’s command, they exchanged glances

Then they launched an attack on Dylan.

Dylan showed no intention of fighting back. With a powerful fist, the officer struck Dylan in the abdomen, causing him to grunt in pain and double over, his face turning pale.

The officer was startled. He knew how powerful Dylan was. Seeing him not fighting back, the officers reluctantly stopped their attacks

Dylan wiped the blood from his mouth with his finger, his gaze cold as he ordered in a low voice, “Go on!”

Under the pressure of Dylan’s aura, the officers had no choice but to attack him again. Dylan almost allowed them to beat him with fists and kicks, without any intention of calling it off.

Dylan was half kneeling on the ground, head slightly bowed. A strong scent of blood filled Campvan Hall.

Even though Dylan was about to collapse, he still didn’t call them to stop. His eyes were cold as he ordered the officers, “Go

on!

Seeing Dylan about to fall, appearing eager for punishment, the officers hesitated, not daring to continue.

“Sir!” one of the officers wanted to speak, but Dylan raised his gaze slightly, and his cold, deep eyes swept toward the man. With pursed lips, he coldly commanded. “I told you to go on!”

After another round of beating, Dylan collapsed in a pool of blood, barely conscious.

His body was covered in wounds, blood continuously flowing from his mouth. His appearance was extremely miserable.

Not only the people in Campvan Hall but even the whole of Northville had probably never seen Dylan, who was always lofty, in such a state.

“Mr. Dylan!” the officers shouted.

The people in Campvan Hall looked at Dylan with lingering fear

“Go on!” Dylan said.

Dylan struggled to prop himself up, his voice hoarse and cold. No matter how much he was hurt, his aura was still intimidating.

Closing his eyes, all Dylan could see in his mind was Audrey being abused in the male prison, the pain and despair tearing him apart.

Only when he felt pain all over his body did he feel slightly relieved. Otherwise, he feared he would really go insane.

When Richard came in, he saw Dylan, who was covered in injuries, barely breathing and lying on the ground, and his expression changed drastically.

“Mr. Dylan, why go to such lengths!” Richard said.

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Dylan’s face was pale, his whole body covered in the scent of blood. His hands and feet were severely injured,

“I owe her!” His voice was dimland low, but he had promised he would give everything back to her.

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Dylan’s voice became even hoarser, almost struggling to speak, but at this moment, fie truly understood how desperate and helpless Audrey must have been back then.

His eyes were bloodshot, tears sliding down his temples and then into his hair..

He owed Audrey, and the debt would never be repaid. He didn’t know what else he could do to bring her back, to have her return to his side.

Even if she said she wasn’t Audrey, he knew she was.

Audrey just didn’t want to be with him anymore.

“I’ll call a doctor.” Richard immediately got up to leave.”

“Stop right there!” Dylan shouted weakly, struggling to prop himself up, and then fell to the ground again. His cold gaze swept over several officers, and then he commanded, “Continue

The officers had no choice but to step forward again and continue their attack on Dylan.

Dylan endured the beatings without complaining, he looked extremely painful, and his eyes were bloodshot. No matter how the officers treated him, he remained motionless, enduring the pain.

Richard watched as the officers mercilessly attacked Dylan, unable to do anything but stand aside.

Until Dylan was motionless in a pool of blood, the officers finally stopped.

Dylan’s injuries were severe, and Richard hurriedly called for a doctor.

Because several ribs and the sternum were broken, Dylan couldn’t move and could only stay in Campvan Hall.

Even when the doctor arrived, Dylan refused to cooperate and didn’t allow the doctor to touch him. His pale face was filled with despair.

The wounds on his body were shocking. When he finally gained conciousness, he tried to get up, his voice hoarse as he said, “Go on.”

“Mr. Dylan!” Richard shouted.

Richard had grown up with Dylan, but he had never seen Dylan in such a miserable state, almost torturing himself to death.

Dylan’s face turned cold. His eyes were bloodshot, and he coldly ordered. “Continue!”

The officers in Campvan Hall couldn’t disobey Dylan’s orders and had to attack Dylan again.

Early the next morning.

After finishing breakfast, Audrey went out and saw a group of people standing outside the Holland family.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze slightly cold.

Richard also saw Audrey and directly blocked the car. Then he said respectfully, “Please come with me, Ms. Hernandez!”

Audrey frowned at Richard, her gaze tinged with hostility, and sneered, “What, is your boss planning to play rough?”

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Rechend verstand simple, blocking the car, and the men brought stood in a row behind him.

Then Richart beterd slightly and said, “Please, Ms. Hernandez ve Mr. Frybout

What does he have to do with me?” Audrey asked.

“In that caer. I have no choice but to offend your Richard said.

Richard pursed his lips, his face as cold as ever

After glancing at Richard, As expected of Dylan’s right–hand mat Richard’s aura was terrifying

Audrey smirked, her face bold and arrogant as she said, “Do you think you can stop me with

men

Forgive me, Ms. Hernandez. If you don’t go, Mr. Dylan will really die! Michard’s voice was slightly hoarse

Even if Dylan found out later and killed him, he had to bring Audrey back.

Audrey’s gaze was cold and indifferent, exuding a sense of rejection towards others. She was not moved by Richard’s words,

just sheered.

“That’s great!” Audrey said.

The people Richard brought naturally wouldn’t really hurt Audrey, even though Richard knew Audrey was no longer the same lady from seven years ago.

When Richard really tried to fight her, he realized Audrey’s terror and strength.

That kind of skill was probably comparable to Dylan’s.

In an instant, all the men Richard brought were defeated by Audrey.

“Get lost!” Audrey shouted.

Audrey had no patience, her gaze slightly cold, her face cool and beautiful yet fierce.

Richard knelt in front of Audrey, pleading. “Please, Ms, Hernandez, save Mr. Dylan. He’s really going to die!

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