Chapter 853 You Will Be My Pet
The strange man brought him there. He left and closed the door as soon as Tom settled down.
The sound of closing the door wasn't loud, but Tom still trembled with fear.
Saxon turned around and looked at him intently. "There you are."
"Saxon, you! What are you doing here? Where is this place?" Tom asked worriedly.
"Of course, it's my place. "
"Your territory?" Tom thought that something's wrong. The Saxon he knew was poorer than he is. How can he afford such a big mansion? Although the market price of property here wasn't expensive as to Capital's price per meter of land. Even if the Z City's price can't be tantamount to the Capital, the price won't be cheap. To be able to afford such a luxury house is considered as a rich man!
Saxon put a knife on his hand and checked the edges as if he was checking a toy. Then, he put it back and checked for another knife. "It was only finished three months ago. It's not bad, isn't it?"
This kind of vibe Saxon exuded made Tom felt very strange. What he wanted to ask, made him fidgety but the inexplicable Saxon made him speechless. It was as if his worry and hesitation vanished. All that left was confusion and fear that rendered him clueless on what to ask!
"Don't you think this house is a little familiar?" Saxon asked.
The nerves in Tom's mind jumped because of his sonorous voice.
When he came out of his suitcase, he felt the familiar feeling at first sight of the mansion. However, he ignored it.
Now that it was mentioned by Saxon, it made him drenched with cold sweat.
Tom noticed the door behind him. He hurriedly tried to get close, touched the doorknob, opened it, and run away!
However, the door remained motionless as if it had been welded.
The sound of a crisp crash scared Tom and made him turned around.
Saxon was still there leisurely playing with tools.
No matter which tool he takes, it can kill a person.
"Run out and the police will arrest you. Don't you think it's safer to stay here?" Saxon chose an inconspicuous golf club in the corner, propped it on the ground, looked at him, and asked.
The temperament of his body was completely different from before. The shadows under his amber eyes made Tom panic when he looked at it
"Sa-Saxon, I think being taken by the police is good, too." Tom stuttered in fear as he pressed his back against the door and chill poured in.
"I can't do that. You are my father's most trusted friend. How can I ignore your life on the brink of death? I'm sure my father would approve of what I did." As Saxon said his menacing reply, he unfastened the only button on his coat, left it open, and walked towards Tom.
Tom would be stupid if he didn't understand what was going on.
There's only one door. He desperately tried to open the door and escape but that's impossible!
Tom saw a triangular iron bar hanging from the barbed wire and immediately took it in his hand as a weapon to defend himself.
Saxon's golf club was a little weak compared to Tom's chosen weapon.
"Stay back! I don't want to hurt you!" With that, he held up the iron bar and rushed to Saxon pre-emptively.
The golf club in Saxon's hand was light that he powerfully hit him hard. With a bang, Tom only felt that his hands were numb. As soon as he loosened up, the iron bar flew out from his grasp and fell to the ground with a shrill thunderous sound.
Before he knew it, the golf club swept towards his knees.
"Ah!" Tom Parker screamed and fell to the ground, wailing.
Saxon paced in front of the miserable Tom with a golf club in his hand. His black leather shoes stopped in his head and asked. "Does it hurt? Go ahead and scream, it's soundproof here."
"Saxon, why? Why are you doing this to me?" Tom felt the agonizing torment as he quivered with pain.
"Did your father ask you the same thing when he died?"
"No, he has nothing to do with me, no. He is not involved in here."
Saxon laughed off his sophistry. "Everything is fine in this house, except for the lack of pets. I think I know now who my pet will be, and it's you."