Chapter 93

Crack! With that one brutal strike, Jeremy Young's legs were done for. "Aaah!" he let out a blood-curdling scream. He heard it—his bones actually snapping. The pain shot through him like lightning. He gritted his teeth, face twisted, completely speechless from the agony. But it didn't stop there. The guy just kept swinging, smashing Jeremy's arms next. Snap. Snap. The horrible sound of bone breaking kept echoing. It felt like every joint in his body had been crushed. He didn't even get a good look at the person sitting on the couch. All he could see was a pair of feet right in front of him— Those feet stepped on him, pinning him to the floor like he'd never get up again. After that relentless beating, Jeremy finally passed out. The attacker scoffed, "Going against my boss? You really don't know your place." Even if the boss had let him off, he wouldn't have. The boss meant everything to him— A god in his eyes. And Jeremy? Just another loser about to learn the hard way. ... Weekend, at