Bruce Lee Framed and Arrested Chapter 3

 

When Bruce doubled over, Tei came in and smashed his handsome face with a knee.
Bruce was pushed backward a few steps, Sukardi locked both of his arms to expose his pecs and abs. There were already purplish marks on the chiselled muscles, and now it was strained to receive more punishment. Bruce was feeling listless all over, he couldn't even cock up his fists. But he was ready to accept the torture, he knew that this was his only chance to survive, but he would not give in, no retreat no surrender.
"Let smash up this piece of tough meat!" Said Leong.
They targetted his most envied six-packed abs. They pummelled ferociously with punches, intermittently with knee-heads
and elbows. The tout muscular fibres were grilled to the maximum. Every sound of ramming was a sweet joy to them. The hardness of the muscles endured the beating forces by emitting horrible agony. The pain was excruciating and spreading from his abs to the other part of the body. The continuos bashing was beyond description as the injury done also was incalculatable. Bruce sometimes gritted the teeth, contorted his handsome face in pain but he refused to screech. he just gulped in dismay, eyes bulged in agony expression or sometimes closed tight in a line. He grunted and groaned uncontrollably, breathing like a breathless bear. But the fighters showed the slightest mercy to Bruce, they vented their personal anger to his washboard abs, they redeemed their revenge by grinding Bruce's six slabs of muscles into reddish pulps.
Among them, Tei has the most powerful punches, his bony knuckles jutted out like little rocks. He was the last to thrashed the already badly battered abs.
Due to the overwhelming agony, Bruce finally shrieked from the bottom of his heart when Tei started to bombard his welted abs. "Kapowww!" The beating sound and the screaming reverberated in the air, John was so turned on by just looking at the distorted handsome face of Bruce. Bruce just jrked his body, twitching and squirming with every powerful punch sinking deep into the broken abs. When Tei shot the 50th punch, Bruce was almost passed out.
They stopped for a while, admiring their magnificent work on Bruce's abdominal blocks. The policemen just passed them the M16, they took turns to slug the sagging abs with the butt of the gun. "Thud-Thud-Thud-Thud-Thud" they unleashed the beating until they sweat like taking bath. Every layer, every slab of the abdminal pack, the navel, the lower belly which was softer, even the groin part were not spared. they distributed the tortured area quite well, they covered every inch of Bruce's spectacular muscles.
During the beating, Bruce puked and coughed, saliva, gastric juice and fresh blood splurting in every direction. It went on for almost 1 hour and only stopped when on of the gun-butt snapped due to the impact with Bruce's real hard abs.

(To be continued)