Siren Song - 182 Bad Blood Flow

“Would six feet under the ground be distant enough for you?” Answering her in French so that the man would understand Liang Jian Amal calmly faced Chang and asked her nonchalantly.

Hearing the barely concealed threat to his life Robert Dumont became more enraged.

“You must be tired of living, how dare you threaten a Dumont. I do not care who you are, you have just made an inexcusable mistake. The worst of you life, now release me!”

“Oh, did you think there has been a mistake? I assure you there has been not. I am fully sure that I warned you last year that you were never to touch her again, or have you forgotten?” Liang Jian Amal smiled up at him waiting as the gears turned in his head trying to figure out his words. When he finally placed it his eyes snapped open with shock and anger.

“You! You are the one from last year. You crushed both my hands! Do you know how long it took to heal? Months, I even had two fingernails fall off during that time, and had to have surgery a few times. I swore I would have my revenge on whoever did that and here you have conveniently placed yourself conveniently before me. what a fool I will make you regret your actions of then and now.”

“Oh only two months, and you have not learned your lesson in that time? Hmm..” Looking up to the sky as if he was contemplating deep in thought, Liang Jian Amal brought his eyes back to his with a cold smile. “I shall have to give you more downtime to think about the consequences this time.

A sickly cracking crunching sound was heard after his words as Liang Jian Amal grabbed the hand that was captured already with his other hand and bent back the littlest finger until it snapped thoroughly. After snapping his little finger and the long bone it was attached to, he snapped his wrist until it hung awkwardly and limply.

“Ahh!”

Pale and sweaty Robert Dumont weakly grabbed at his broken, pained wrist only to have his sound hand grabbed as well in an iron fist.

“Ahh, no please don’t. I’ll give you whatever you want. Ahh!”

Crack! The sharp sound of another bone breaking, was all that answered his pleadings.

“how quickly you have changed your tune. Were you not planning to make me pay a minute ago?” Crack, grabbing his thumbs he twisted and dislocated them. “When she begged you, did you listen?”

“Jian stop please! It’s broad daylight, if anyone sees this, they will call the authorities. Somebody might already have.” Clinging onto his arm as he bent over the collapsed man, trying to stop him from getting a hold of him again and pull him away. In her panic and angst she reverted back to speaking in her native tongue of English.

“I am not worried about that.” Standing firm even with her pulling he continued to stare at Robert Dumont, his thoughts concealed.

“Well I am and he’s not worth it, really. Please let’s go c’mon!” Pulling on him again he finally begrudgingly moved away from him and to her little car. Turning she saw Justin was still not moving as he was shell shocked, she reached back and pulled on his dark green polo shirt.

Pulling on Justin she stepped over Robert’s limp body, resisting the urge to step on him.

Opening the door she ushered Justin in first, and as Jian got into the car she ran around it starting it up immediately before leaving quickly. Driving out of the area headed home she tightly gripped the wheel, almost white-knuckled.

The whole car was silent until she broke it, hitting her wheel in frustration.

“You know, for a really smart man, you’re really stupid sometimes. I swear the blood is all diverted to flowing to the wrong head!”

Showing a few teeth in a slowly spreading grin, Liang Jian Amal looked at her and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.

Stopping at a light, she saw him sitting and smiling at her and she glared back scolding him.

“Don’t smile, this isn’t funny! Why would you go and dirty your hands dealing with someone like that? He’s not worth you getting deported, or arrested, or sued or whatever. Do you not realize this can come back and bite you in the ass? Why are you still smiling?!”

“I would not consider it as dirtying my hands as it was for you.”

“Um hey, I hate to break up the moment right now, but can someone translate for me back here? What was going on, I couldn’t understand a lick of what any of you were talking about in the office or on the street. How come you went all sick house on that guy Jian?” Leaning forward Justin pushed against the seats and questioned his expression clearly uncomfortable.

“My cousin Robert thought he could blackmail me with a video twice when he’s already exposed it. I’ve been setting plans for a while to destroy his realty and construction businesses for awhile now, unfortunately my plans have come to light earlier than I had planned. Robert came to try to force me to do the opposite. I refused and he got nasty with me and that’s when Jian came out and went overboard.”

“I would not say that it was overboard.”

“Of course you wouldn’t, you have bad blood flow.”

“Do I really, you would know the truth of that wouldn’t you?” Raising an eyebrow he gave her a cheeky grin, unperturbed with the seriousness of his actions earlier.

“… Thank god I have wine at home still. I’m sorry Justin, but I have to do some paperwork and make some important calls today.”