A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

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 flipped 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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Finnegan and questioned, “What

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

Oscar could say anything in response, Finnegan lifted his leg and cruelly crushed. Oscar’s right hand under his foot.

crush Oscar’s other hand and

rest of the men in black shuddered when they saw the ghastly state Oscar was in.

pain away for a second as he

and say, “Tell Tristan when you go back that the Chomsky family has thirteen more days left. They’re welcome to continue

Oscar after Finnegan was out of the alley. “Oscar, what do

but hatred was in Oscar’s eyes. “Take me

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

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?

to sleep with him. You’ll find the answer when it’s time for you to know

Still, it looks like I have to be

“What’s going on?”

he saw

his teeth and replied, “Mr. Chomsky, we’ve underestimated Finnegan. I’m no match for him. I’m

fighter of Postliminary

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and Amber Realm. Furthermore, each realm had four ranks-Preliminary Rank, Intermediate Rank, Postliminary

a hundred people by himself. Thus, the thought of how Finnegan

Amber Realm fighters of

going

Amber Realm fighter of Absolute Rank, and he’s going to be coming to Jadeborough

ease. “I’ll leave this to you and your

hastily made arrangements for

surgery.

demolition at Wharf Street according to the rules and regulations. The compensation will start from twenty-three thousand for every square meter. We’ll use this to make Finnegan let

“Got it.”

as

drink. After a few days of interaction, she had already grasped most

how she really helped herself to anything she wanted. Then, he

Oscar’s state last night, Tristan has ordered his men to halt their plans. He event got Tristan

meter.”