At the entrance of Warsaw Community, two cars slowly pulled over on the side of the road.
Sitting in the second car, Ian glanced calmly at a few cars that were parked not far away.
These cars had uniform sequential number plates, and each car was heavily guarded by several well-trained and serious-looking men.
Norman, who was sitting next to Ian, frowned slightly. He said solemnly, “Now that’s a tiger’s lair!
“What is Jasper trying to do? Why did he ask you to come to such a strange place?”
Ian said with a sullen expression, “I don’t know, but I have a feeling that something really bad is about to happen.”
Norman sneered and said, “What? You think he’s going to kill us? He won’t do that unless he wants to kill himself.”
Ian said flatly, “I don’t think he will. No matter how fierce competitions get in business, there’s always a rule. Even if we are openly trying to give him trouble, we will eventually find ways to solve it using business solutions. The same goes for him if he wants to give us trouble.”
Norman said with a frown, “But from the look of this place as well as the men in the cars, I don’t think he’s going to play by the rules. I think I should lead the bodyguards in front and go up with you.”
Ian shook his head and said, “No, that will only cause us to sink lower. Since he wants me to arrive within half an hour, I’ll go up and see what kind of tricks he’s trying to pull.
“Okay then. I’ll wait for you here. Give me a call if something happens and I’ll lead our men upstairs. I don’t think Jasper is that bold,” Norman said.
Ian was just about to get out of the car when he thought of something and dialed a number after taking out his phone.
However, the cold and consistent voice of the operator made Ian frown.
“Still can’t get in touch with Benny?” Norman asked, knowing who Ian was calling.
Ian nodded with a sullen expression and then suppressed the unease in his heart. He said, “Not just him, but even Hans isn’t picking up his phone. It’s like the two of them have disappeared.”
Norman said with a smile, “You still don’t understand Hans’ character, do you? They must have gone somewhere to party and have fun. They’re probably still lying on top of women right now.”
Ian snorted, saying, “They’re uncle and nephew too—how ridiculous!”
Having said that, Ian pushed the door open and walked toward Warsaw Community.
As soon as Ian appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of the bodyguards Jasper had brought.
They knew the situation well. One of the bodyguards walked up to Ian and said with a faint smile on his face, “Mr. Ian, Mr. Laine wants us to show you the way when you arrive.”
“I’d like to see what sort of tricks you’re trying to pull this time,” Ian sneered and followed the bodyguards into the community.
Ordinary communities built before the 2000s were not equipped with elevators, so Ian followed the bodyguards up the stairs.
When they arrived on the second floor, Ian heard a shrill cry coming from upstairs.
The cries sounded extremely distinct because they came straight from the top of Ian’s head on the third floor.
It was precisely of its clarity that Ian could tell it was his brother’s voice!
What followed the scream was crying and cursing as well as begging for mercy.
Ian could vaguely hear his son’s voice as well.
At this moment, Ian was suddenly flustered.
He started running, pushing aside the bodyguards who were standing in his way and rushing upstairs with a sullen expression.
Door 303 was closed, but Ian was able to push the door open easily and see what was going on inside.
What he saw made him gasp.
There were bloodstains everywhere, and the place looked like a massacre site.
Both Aaron and Fiona, the bodyguards he was familiar with, were thrown in one corner like two balls of meat. Crimson blood constantly flowed out from underneath their bodies.
If it were not for the rising and falling of their bodies from their breathing, Ian would think that they were already dead.
This was not the most horrifying of all.
The most horrifying thing of all was that he saw a stranger currently stepping on his brother without a single expression on his face.
Hans’ face was bruised and swollen. He was holding onto the man’s leg desperately, begging for mercy.
Although it seemed as though Hans had not suffered any trauma, his pale face and expression told Ian that Hans had suffered some sort of inhumane torture.
Most importantly, Ian saw his son Ben lying on the ground with his hands badly mangled and bloody. His body was trembling and convulsing constantly.
The strangest thing of all was that even though Ben had suffered such horrible treatment, he did not cry or scream, but instead, he was laughing hysterically.
On his blood-filled face was a ferocious smile, and the glint in his eyes revealed a deep-seated madness.
“Hans! Benny!”
Ian screamed.
Ian was just a wealthy businessman, after all. He had never seen anything as horrifying as this his whole life.
Had it not been for the challenges he faced in the business world all these years, which had helped toughen his heart, his legs would have turned to jelly the moment he saw this hellish scene.
Hans, who was being tortured so badly that he was eager to die immediately, turned his head around with much difficulty. The moment he saw Ian, the man in his 30s cried out immediately.
“Save me, Brother. Ask him to stop torturing me. Just kill me already. Hurry up and save me!”
Although Ian had always hated it when his brother committed all sorts of outrages, blood was still thicker than water. At the sight of the miserable condition Hans was in, as well as the state his son was in, Ian could feel himself going mad from the rage.
He turned his head abruptly, staring at Jasper who was sitting on the couch. The man was looking at him calmly and unhurriedly. Ian roared, “How dare you play dirty, Jasper Laine?! If I don’t make you pay for this today, then I swear that I, Ian Hull, am not a man!”
