CAN'T ACCEPT THE REALITY
"You..." Luciano staggers backward. "Who are you? How is he that you are still alive?"

Jordan ignores his question and disappears from his spot, reappearing in his front the next instant. He grabs him by the collar and jerks him off his feet. "You, punk dared touch my subordinate?"

SLAP!

"Who gave you the guts?"

SLAP!

"You said you will kill me? Do you have what it takes?"

SLAP!

With each question Jordan asks, he lands a slap on Luciano's cheeks.

By the time he is done, so many of Luciano's teeth have been knocked off and his cheeks, nose and lips are bleeding. But that doesn't satisfy Jordan. He drags him to the same pole he tied Lorenzo and ties him there, picking up the same long nail-tailed belt the burly figure used to whip Lorenzo.

"I hope you enjoy having a taste of your own medicine," Jordan sneers as he begins whipping him. For several hours, Jordan keeps whipping him until his hands are bleeding and there is nothing left of the belt.

Through this moment, Luciano had fainted
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