Chapter 292 The Critical Pain (1/2)

Tyron's hands kept trembling as he was holding the knife.

”If you come any closer, I will kill you.”

”I don't believe you dare to do it. You are just a kid. Put it down!” The man went straight over and tried to grab the knife from his hand.

Tyron was so nervous that he took the knife directly to slash the man, and the man's strong arm was bleeding.

”How dare you hurt me? I'll let you know what's wrong!”

Violet had told them that even if Tyron could be alive, he couldn't leave here safe and sound. Only an unhealthy boy would not threaten her in the family.

The man rushed to Tyron at once, grabbed the fruit knife from his hand and kicked him directly to the wall.

”I want you to be dead or disabled today!” The man gnashed his teeth, went up, grabbed the collar of Tyron and threw him hard against the wall.

Tyron was almost beaten to death by the kidnappers! He fell to the ground and felt pain all over his body, but he didn't shed a tear.

”You bad guys! My mommy will come to save me!” Tyron said angrily.

At the same time, he also checked the surroundings carefully out of the corner of his eyes.

It was an abandoned warehouse, the outside of which was covered with straws. But to his surprise, there were some daily necessities in the warehouse. He noticed a gas tank in the warehouse.

Tyron had already come up with the worst idea when he heard the man's words that he would not let him go safely. If they really wanted to take revenge on him, he would rather die with them.

”Do you still hope someone to save you? Are you dreaming?” The man laughed. They took him to this place where no one could find him.

Tyron had the worst plan in mind. He slowly stood up and moved towards the gas tank.

”Cut the crap. Let's start!” Another man said angrily.

The man walked to Tyron, grabbed him again and threw him in the direction of the gas tank.

Tyron was hit against the wall ruthlessly again. Some part of his hands and feet had been broken. He lay down beside the gas tank in fear.

He finally could not help but shed tears silently.

”Mommy, Belle, Uncle Moore, I may not be able to see you again.” Tyron murmured.

At that moment, he missed his family so much. He couldn't stand the pain anymore.

”Directly break his legs. Then we can get back soon.” The man continued.

Tyron looked at them angrily, wiping away the tears on his face with his small hands.

”He dares to glare at us! He is really brave! What a pity it is for such a cute child to lose his legs.”

The man said while walking towards him with an iron bar in his hand.

Tyron tried his best to climb forward and finally saw a lighter beside the gas tank.

The man didn't expect that such a small child would want to die with him, so he was not prepared at all.

”Just be a useless man!” The man raised the iron bar to hit the legs of him.

Tyron screamed and kept trembling. Then blood ran down from his legs.