Immediately, more than a dozen subordinates were sent flying, blood spurting from their mouths. Some were dead, some injured.

Theo’s scalp went numb as he wanted to flee. However, with Emily right there beside him, if he ran away, his woman would surely fall into Hank’s hands.

He gritted his teeth and desperately charged forward.

Hank gave a sinister laugh, his speed exploding as he grabbed Theo by the throat and slammed him hard against a nearby tree trunk.

The massive tree shook at its roots. That single impact nearly crushed Theo’s organs, and he felt like his heart and lungs were about to burst out of his throat.

Hank held Theo’s throat tight with one hand and used the other to land two vicious slaps across his face.

Blood and teeth flew from Theo’s mouth in a grotesque spray.

Emily stood frozen in shock. “Theo, are you okay?”

Theo silently cursed at Emily for being a dumb bitch. He was practically dying, and she was still asking if he was okay.

“Hank, if you lay one more finger on me, the Fischer family of Blumedale won’t let you off!”

Desperate, Theo threw out the family name like a shield, trying to bluff his way out.

Hank still had blood in his mouth and looked extremely vicious as he sneered. “You little mutt, you came barging into my place and think I give a damn about your family? Besides, I already warned you not to look for trouble, but you just wouldn’t listen!”

Theo’s eyes suddenly filled with terror. “W–Wait… No!”

His scream pierced the air, sending chills down the spine.

Hank pulled out a military knife from under his coat and, with a reverse grip, pinned one of Theo’s arms to the tree trunk.

Theo’s entire face was twisted in agony.

Then, Hank delivered several vicious punches to Theo’s stomach, beating him until his energy core nearly shattered and he was barely alive.

Finally, Hank spat a thick glob of phlegm directly into Theo’s mouth. The man was a psychopath, sneering as he clamped Theo’s jaw shut and forced him to swallow it.

Only when Theo gagged and choked it down did Hank finally let go.

By now, Theo was barely alive. Blood poured from his forehead and the corners of his mouth, and his limp body hung from the tree.

He wailed, “Mr. Armstrong, please stop hitting me… I get it… I really know I was wrong! If you keep beating me, I won’t make it. I’ll apologize properly, just don’t kill me!”

Emily’s mind had gone completely blank. She never expected Theo to grovel and beg for mercy, and she never imagined that she, with more than a dozen subordinates plus Theo and his people, would be no match for Hank.

Andrew had warned her. He had said Hank might be a piece of trash, but even trash from Special Ops was not someone a regular person could handle.

She was learning that lesson now!

Patting Theo’s bloody face, Hank chuckled. “You piece of garbage, now you want to beg? Who do you think you are anyway? I’ve been around the world, seen every kind of situation, and met every type of person! And you think you can stand up for the Keller family? You worthless piece of shit. Are you even qualified?”

He delivered several more vicious slaps to Theo’s face until all the pent-up anger in his chest was released.

“Mr. Armstrong, waaah, I’m just a nobody! I’ve learned my lesson! Please stop hitting me… I swear, I’ll do whatever you say! Just stop, please!”

Theo sobbed uncontrollably, no longer caring how pathetic he looked as he begged for mercy. If he did not desperately plead, a ruthless person like Hank might actually kill him.

Hank gave a sinister smile and suddenly turned around, his burning gaze fixed on Emily.