The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 592: Chapter 592: Come with Life, Leave without

The Ning Family’s relationship with the Locke Family was actually quite ordinary, but because of Greg Jensen, Theresa Locke was at least more pleasing to Samantha Adams’s eyes than the other three beside her.

Although Theresa Locke was somewhat puzzled, she nevertheless approached and was about to greet them when she suddenly caught sight of Curtis Milton beside her, her pupils involuntarily shrank.

“Curtis Milton? You’re still alive?”

Curtis Milton was startled by her remark and looked at her carefully, saying, “Why do you look familiar to me?”

During the time in Qin Province, his attention was all on Greg Jensen, and consequently, he had little impression of Theresa Locke, who was with Greg Jensen.

Although Theresa Locke didn’t know why Curtis Milton wasn’t dead, she didn’t want to bring trouble to the Locke Family, so she concealed the hatred in her heart quite well and said with a smile:

“Master Milton, how could you forget? We have met at the exchange meeting in Qin Province.”

Hearing the mention of “Qin Province,” Curtis Milton’s face changed slightly as he frowned and said, “We met in Qin Province?”

“Indeed.”

Theresa Locke pretended to have low EQ and intentionally brought up Curtis Milton’s distress, “Weren’t you the one who was… by that Barry Wolfe?”

Curtis Milton’s face darkened again as he coldly huffed, “That damned Barry Wolfe, I will kill him someday!”

Samantha Adams frowned slightly, and a shadow flashed across Theresa Locke’s face, but it quickly returned to normal.

Robin Hayes’s eyes lit up as he asked, “Master Milton, what happened between you and that Barry Wolfe?”

“Hmph, that damned lowlife!”

Curtis Milton spoke with a face full of anger about what happened, but his version of the events was distorted.

It was clear that he was the one who became greedy and wanted to seize Greg Jensen’s Elixir Prescription, but in his narrative, it was Greg Jensen who had stolen the Elixir Prescription, and after he discovered it, a great battle ensued.

“Good heavens, this Barry Wolfe is so perverse, he even dared to steal Healington’s Elixir Prescription!”

“Such a person is really tarnishing the reputation of us Martial Artists!”

Robin Hayes and Norman Davis naturally did not miss the opportunity to curse Greg Jensen, and they started to lambast him.

Several onlookers who came over also began to criticize loudly after hearing Curtis Milton’s words.

But Samantha Adams furrowed her brows, finding it hard to believe that Barry Wolfe would do such a thing and turned her head to look at Theresa Locke beside her for answers.

Theresa Locke chuckled and reminded, “Master Milton, you had better be fully prepared, I heard that Barry Wolfe has now become a Master Realm powerhouse.”

Curtis Milton’s expression changed, and his triangular eyes twitched involuntarily before he tried to appear calm and said:

“Hmph, what’s Master Realm? Seth Barnett’s elder brother is also of the Master Realm, and I’m planning to seek revenge.”

Robin Hayes continued, “Indeed, what’s Master Realm to fear? Our Southern Eighteen Cities are not without Master Realm powerhouses, there’s no need to fear him.”

“Young Master Hayes is right. If Barry Wolfe doesn’t come, well and good, but if he dares to come to the Southern Eighteen Cities, we’ll make sure he arrives alive but leaves dead!”

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out from behind, “Oh, really? How do you plan to make me leave dead?”

The crowd turned around in surprise, only to see a man wearing a mask walking over, accompanied by a woman.

The man came forward, took off his mask, and revealed a ruggedly handsome face with charming, deep eyes full of mystery.

The eyes of several female Martial Artists immediately shone.

“Barry Wolfe, you… how are you here?”

“If you can be here, why can’t I?”

Greg Jensen scoffed, and his aura erupted suddenly, as if an invisible ripple expanded outward with a boom.

Whoosh!

Everyone took a step back in unison.

Curtis Milton and the others, who were given special attention by Greg Jensen, backed away several steps, feeling as though a great mountain pressed against their chests, making it hard for them to breathe.

The faces that had been rosy and natural just moments ago were now completely pale and bloodless.

Only Theresa Locke and Samantha Adams had no issues.

Theresa Locke, her face full of excitement, was about to come forward to greet them but was stopped by a look from Greg Jensen.

Samantha Adams hesitated for a moment and did not come forward to meet them either, only standing to the side with a look of worry, seemingly lost in thought.

Greg Jensen’s gaze was piercing, as he coldly looked towards Norman Davis and said, “Tell me, how do you plan to make me die?”

Norman Davis’s face was pale as snow, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably. He wanted to say some pleasantries to save a bit of face for himself, but no matter what, he couldn’t open his mouth.

Seeing this, Curtis Milton couldn’t help but speak harshly though inwardly feeling weak, “Barry Wolfe, don’t be so proud. Elder Seth Barnett is nearby, and once he arrives, you’re as good as dead!”

Norman Davis, hearing these words from Curtis Milton, felt as if he had found his backbone and spoke up, “That’s right, this isn’t your northwest territory, what right do you have…”

Slap!

Greg Jensen casually waved his hand, and immediately a wave of invisible True Qi struck Norman Davis’s face, sending him flying out.

Boom!

Norman Davis flew across several tables, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, and promptly lost consciousness.

“Norman Davis!”

Robin Hayes saw this and quickly ran over.

But Greg Jensen acted as if nothing had happened, hands behind his back, and once again he turned to Curtis Milton, coldly saying,

“You coveted my Elixir Prescription for yourself, and when deceit didn’t work, you falsely accused me, tarnishing my reputation. Tell me, how should I deal with you?”

Curtis Milton clenched his teeth, the veins on his forehead and neck bulging conspicuously like earthworms.

“You… you’re full of crap. It was you who stole our Healington’s Elixir Prescription, and you even tried to kill me to silence me. I was lucky to escape, and now you still dare to argue.”

Greg Jensen nearly laughed from anger, pointing at Curtis Milton’s nose, just about to curse him out when the Duncan Family arrived on scene.

With them were people from several other Jiangnan families.

The Martial Way exchange meeting was hosted by the Duncan Family, and the person responsible was Larry Duncan’s youngest son, George Duncan.

He quickly walked into the venue, and upon seeing Norman Davis’s sorry state, his expression darkened as he sternly asked, “Who did this?”

“It was him!”

Curtis Milton, upon seeing George Duncan, as if he had found his pillar of support, pointed at Greg Jensen and said, “Brother Duncan, it was him. He’s the one who beat up Young Master Davis.”

“Yes, it was me.”

“Hm?”

George Duncan turned his head and saw that the speaker was a young man with an extraordinary bearing, and he couldn’t help but feel puzzled as he frowned and asked, “Who are you?”

Greg Jensen simply said, “From the northwest, Barry Wolfe.”

Hiss!

How did this god of slaughter get to Suzhou and Hangzhou? The Duncan Family was still scheming on how to deal with him, yet here he was, causing trouble at the Martial Way exchange meeting. Was he targeting the Duncan Family?

George Duncan’s expression changed subtly, as he tried to appear calm and said, “My Duncan Family has no grudge with you. Why are you causing trouble here?”

“Do you think I’m the one causing trouble?”

Despite the lack of visible anger on Greg Jensen’s face, the bone-chilling cold in his voice spread through every corner of the venue.

George Duncan was quite talented, having reached the Master Realm by his forties, but even under Greg Jensen’s powerful aura, he couldn’t help but feel the cold creeping into his heart, his muscles trembling slightly.

He had the premonition that if he dared to utter another useless word, a thunderous strike would surely come his way.

With trembling lips, he said, “Master Wolfe, regarding this matter… allow me to first understand the specifics.”

“By all means,” Greg Jensen said indifferently.