A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 17 Not Surrendering

The four men in black were only briefly stupefied before they returned to the fray with even more savagery.

Finnegan quickly avoided their attacks before stretching out his left foot to tap on one of the men’s calves. A crack echoed in the air, and that man collapsed onto the ground, grabbing his calf and crying out in agony.

Oscar’s gaze darkened.

He could fight in the same way Finnegan did, for he was trained under a master fighter.

However, he could not wrap his mind around how Finnegan, someone who was forced out of Jadeborough by Killian back then, could become a master in fighting as well.

While he was thinking about that, Finnegan had swept his leg in an arc and fl*pped the other three men onto the ground. In no time, Oscar was the only one left standing.

Oscar narrowed his eyes. “You’re talented, but unfortunately, you’ve met me.”

“Come on. Give it a try.”

Finnegan lifted his arm and beckoned Oscar to come.

The action, similar to the beckoning of a dog, infuriated Oscar. With an angry cry, he dashed toward Finnegan before lifting his leg up to swing it downward.

Not only did he want Finnegan to find out what pain was, but he also wanted Finnegan to kneel before him and beg for his forgiveness.

Yet, Finnegan suddenly raised his leg faster than Oscar did-higher, too-before slamming it down on Oscar’s shoulder. The sickening crack of the clavicle reverberated in the space, and Oscar fell to the ground in the position of a split. Cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead as pain, fear, and shock crashed into him like a tidal wave.

Why can’t I even withstand a blow from him?

“Who in the world are you?”

Instead of answering him, Finnegan spun on his feet to land a spinning kick on Oscar’s chest. Oscar flew backward. When he crashed to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood as two of his ribs broke.

However, Oscar still managed to not make any sound of pain.

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stared at Finnegan and questioned, “What kind of power do you have?”

to him before looking downward at him. “You said you wanted to break my legs earlier,

and cruelly crushed. Oscar’s right hand under his foot. Pain surged up his arm, and Oscar could not hold back hist scream of

stop there. He proceeded to crush Oscar’s other hand and legs, rendering. him completely

the men in black shuddered when they saw the ghastly state

force his pain away for a second as

that the Chomsky family has thirteen

to approach Oscar after Finnegan was out of the alley. “Oscar,

hatred was in Oscar’s eyes. “Take

Alisha drove to the entrance of the alley. She had not gone. back to the hotel

the gloomy alley, she called her grandfather again. “Grandpa, Tristan just sent Oscar to mess with Mr. Larkin, but Mr. Larkin crippled him. So, who in the world is Mr. Larkin? Why is Oscar, an Amber

his words and do your best to sleep with him. You’ll find the answer when it’s

Grandpa. Still, it looks like I have

“What’s going on?”

he saw how

no match for him. I’m

Amber Realm fighter of Postliminary Rank?”

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Realm.

was already capable of fighting a hundred people by himself. Thus, the thought of how Finnegan might be an Amber Realm. fighter of Postliminary

not many Amber Realm fighters of Postliminary

going to

I’ve sent my men to contact my senior. He’s an Amber Realm fighter of Absolute Rank, and he’s going to be

Tristan became at ease. “I’ll leave this to you and your senior, then. I’ll definitely. reward you handsomely after the dust

made arrangements for Oscar’s

surgery.

this powerful. We’re ceasing all operations until Oscar’s senior is here. Also, carry out the relocation and demolition at Wharf Street according

“Got it.”

next morning, Finnegan woke as

had yet to drink. After a few days of interaction, she had already