SPRAWLED ON THE GROUND IN A POOL OF CRIMSON
Jack clapped his hands, drawing the attention to himself. He lowered his hands, resting them on Vincent's shoulders. He rubbed it gently, "I hope you know that I won't let you leave just like that."
Jack's words left Vincent's mouth hanging open with a deep frown on his forehead, confusion evident on his swollen face, "I don't follow, you told me to apologize and I will be set free," Vincent yelped.
Jack laughed, a small humorless laugh escaping his lips, "I never promised you, you only assumed I would release you, just like you assumed about me last Saturday."
Jack smirked, "Let me spell it out to you, I never intended to release you without teaching you some manners first," Turning his head towards Scorpion's direction, "I want you to untie him and beat him fine and good. I want him to be sprawled on the ground, helpless just as he did to me, brother."
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