A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 102

Chapter 102 Destruction

Tristan was naturally not a fool, given the success he had achieved.

He knew the only way he could go against Finnegan was by holding Bernice hostage.

If he revealed Bernice’s location, his battle against Finnegan was as good as lost.

“I hope you can keep enduring this!” Finnegan tightened his grip, suffocating Tristan. The latter’s countenance was turning green as his limbs flailed about in the air.

Even still, Tristan refused to budge. “K-Kill me… i-if you d-dare…”

The b*dyguards and members of the Chomsky family watched anxiously from afar.

“Release my uncle immediately! Otherwise, there will be severe consequences!”

“We are the Chomsky family! You can’t afford to offend us! Set him free right now and beg us for mercy!”

“If you don’t let him go right now, we’ll call the police!”

Without warning, Finnegan waved his left hand, shooting dozens of almost imperceptible needles at

everyone.

His needles hit the Chomsky family members, the b*dyguards, and even the housekeepers cowering at the corner.

Aside from Arlo, who was curling up at the side wordlessly, everyone collapsed.

Fear crept into Tristan’s eyes as he witnessed that scene.

However, that also strengthened his resolve to hold onto Bernice as his last bargaining chip. “Finnegan, you… better…”

Finnegan didn’t want to waste any more time and tightened his grip again.

Tristan couldn’t speak, and his face had turned purple. He looked as though he would die at any moment.

“Where’s Bernice?

oxygen and he

dozens of seconds, he pa*sed out due to a lack of oxygen without revealing

to the ground with a scowl and pressed a few spots on the latter’s b*dy with

toes.

eyes and yelled in pain. Clearly, he was

face contorted as his veins bulged

it stop!” He kept hitting himself as though trying to reduce his

forment.

increased your sensitivity to pain by dozens of times. Let’s see

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I want to die!” Killian screamed in a hoarse voice

moment.

was acting up

at the mansion at that moment were the cries of the

of pain, Alisha tensed up. “What did

and strode into the mansion. “Looks like

if you

resumed shrieking in

soon arrived on the second floor.

his pain, Killian roared at Finegan, who was approaching

up by the throat and

down and panicked.

grew even more anxious. “Stop,

without hesitation. “Both of you

floor and he broke his leg again. He curled up and was in so much pain that he couldn’t make a

in a rage.

to Killian, and tapped a

Due to his hoarse voice, he sounded more like

the intensified pain, but

my hands, but you’ll never get anything from me! Either you submit or Bernice dies

spat coldly, “Is that what you want?”

dare, Finnegan!” Tristan’s eyes

that unless he surrendered,

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