The Second Act Revenge (Oneida and Jackson)

Chapter 294

"What is it?" Lionel asked instinctively, his brows furrowing.

Jackson's eyes were cold and unyielding, freezing people on the spot.

He glanced at Claude and Jonas with a detached, condescending disdain. "What you owe me, you'll pay back first," he said, his voice devoid of warmth.

"Pay back what?" Claude's eyes widened in alarm, his stance defensive.

Jonas's expression tightened, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

"I want you to experience what it feels like to lose your legs," Jackson said, his eyes narrowing with a dark, chilling intent.

As soon as he spoke, a group of men in black stormed in from the hall entrance.

Their target was Claude and Jonas.

In an instant, the black-clad men reached the brothers, restraining them swiftly.

Claude and Jonas's hands were bound by the black-clad men, rendering them completely immobilized.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Claude widened his eyes, his expression uneasy, as he struggled. He vigorously shook his arms, trying to break free from the grip of the black-clad men. However, his sedentary lifestyle left him no match for these well-trained individuals.

Jonas was similarly overpowered, his attempts to break free futile against the men's strength.

"What do you intend to do to my sons?" Wendy screamed, her voice shrill with fear as she glared at Jackson.

"Don't you dare harm them! Though fear gripped her heart, she forced herself to stand her ground against Jackson.

Jackson didn't spare her a glance.

"Break their legs," he commanded coldly, his tone brooking no argument.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes widened in shock.

Was Jackson really going to break their legs?

Claude gasped, his body stiffening as if the blood had stopped circulating.

How did he end up like this?

Overcome with fear, he shuddered uncontrollably.

He was terrified to the core at the prospect of someone breaking his legs.

He had never imagined that Jackson would resort to such a measure.

"Jackson, just send me to prison!" Claude pleaded, his body and voice quivering.

"Is there any need to torture us like this? I'd rather go to prison!" The more he spoke, the more frantic he became, but the men in black held firm.

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In contrast, Jonas remained much calmer.

Restrained too, he gazed at Jackson with cold, sorrowful eyes.

As expected of Jackson, he would indeed do such a thing.

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"What are you waiting for?" Jackson's patience wore thin. He glanced at the men in black, his voice cutting through the air like a knife.

The men immediately bound Claude and Jonas with iron chains rendering them completely helpless.

Then, they forced the brothers to the ground.

"Jackson, let me go! You'll regret this!" Claude yelled, his voice frantic, his face twisted with rage.

Jonas gritted his teeth.

Never in his life had he been so humiliated, pinned to the ground, unable to move, at the mercy of others.

However, Jonas's eyes darkened slightly.

He had one last trick up his sleeve.

Just a bit longer, and his people would come!

He wished they would come sooner and quicker.

"You're a heartless monster, Jackson!" Wendy's eyes were already red, on the verge of tears. Her sons were about to have their

legs broken. How could she hold back her emotions? "Jackson, this is evil! You will go to hell!"

Despite Wendy's desperate screams, Jackson remained as cold as ice, unwavering in his decision. Everyone else watched in silence, saying nothing.

Lionel felt that Claude and Jonas deserved this outcome. It was just desserts.

Jackson's actions were justified in his eyes.

He watched in silence, like an indifferent observer.

Yvonne stood nearby, her heart aching as she looked at Jackson.

She knew that only by experiencing the pain of losing their legs, only by feeling hatred and suffering, would the perpetrators understand the agony they had caused. Jackson had felt hatred and suffering, which was why he sought revenge.

This realization made Yvonne's heart ache even more. Her son had suffered a lot.

Oneida also watched Jackson in silence, her gaze steady.

The man standing tall and straight now seemed like a different person from the one who had gently asked if she was hurt moments ago.

She wasn't surprised that Jackson wanted to break the brothers' legs.

If she were Jackson, she would do the same.

If breaking their legs made Jackson happier, she would be more than willing to see it happen.

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So, Oneida felt a mix of anticipation and excitement.

Her

eyes shifted to the two brothers on the ground with a cold gleam in her gaze.

She hoped the men in black would hurry up.

Just as she thought this, several men in black, carrying long iron rods, swiftly approached.

The iron rods soon came crashing down on Claude and Jonas's legs.

"Ah!" Claude let out a scream that echoed through the hall, a sound so piercing it hurt everyone's ears.

"My son-" Wendy's tears streamed down her face as she cried out, "Stop! Stop hitting them!"

But no one paid her any mind.

The punishment continued.

The cold iron rods struck the brothers' legs mercilessly, creating dull thuds.

Claude screamed hysterically, while Jonas gritted his teeth, trying to endure the pain.

His fists clenched, palms sweaty.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, his face losing colors.

Where are my people?' Jonas wondered, frowning.

If they didn't come soon, his legs would indeed be broken.

The brothers' legs soon began to bleed under the relentless blows.

The sight was gruesome.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed from outside the hall.

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The sound of footsteps, loud and well-coordinated, echoed through the hall.