Justin called to the woods several times but received no response.
Anthony ran towards Justin and sneered, “You can stop yelling, everyone has escaped! Come, have a seat instead, and we shall have a conversation!”
Anthony grabbed Justin by his arm as he spoke.
Justin tried to wriggle off Anthony’s grasp. His face was full of fear, “No, no, I don’t want to have a talk with you!” Anthony had suggested they talked the last time at the company’s headquarters. But Justin was bashed up terribly by Anthony at that time. Two men had pressed him down onto the floor and defiled him from behind. He could still feel his ass burning today.
Before Justin could continue, Anthony’s slap fell onto his face. “Bastard, how do you have the gall to say that after trying to kill me earlier on?” Anthony snarled as he squeezed Justin’s broken arm.