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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at Finnegan and questioned, “What kind of

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

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

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

shuddered when they saw the ghastly state Oscar was in.

managed to force his pain away for a second as he roared,

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

Oscar after Finnegan was out

eyes.

returned to the alley, Alisha drove to the entrance of the alley. She had not gone. back to the hotel right away after sending

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

voice traveled out of the speaker. “Heed his words and do your best to sleep with him. You’ll find the answer when it’s time for you to know it, so don’t ask

huffed, “Stupid Grandpa. Still, it looks like I have to be serious about sleeping with him.”

“What’s going on?”

saw

we’ve underestimated Finnegan. I’m no match for him. I’m quite

fighter

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into four realms-Ether Realm, Terra Realm, Enigma Realm, and Amber Realm. Furthermore, each realm had four ranks-Preliminary Rank, Intermediate Rank, Postliminary Rank,

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

Realm fighters

going

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

“I’ll leave this to you and your senior, then. I’ll definitely. reward you handsomely after the dust has settled.”

made arrangements

surgery.

his trusted subordinates, “I never thought Finnegan would be this powerful. We’re ceasing all operations until Oscar’s senior is here. Also, carry out the relocation and 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

“Got it.”

as usual

and took the milk that Finnegan had yet to drink. After a few days of interaction, she

she really helped

men to halt their plans.

meter.”