The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 78: Chapter 78 Fishing Enforcement_i

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Was it that kid who bought Brady Simmons’s store?

Did we just spend half the day mocking him right in front of his face?

This is just awkward!

As the saying goes, don’t talk about a monk’s head in his presence!

Yet these small business owners had a field day insulting the fool who bought

Brady Simmons’s store right in front of Greg Jensen.

The most infuriating part was that Greg Jensen, that no-good, smirking SOB, joined them in the mockery.

What the hell kind of move was this?

Entrapment?

Everyone wished they could find a hole to crawl into; the level of embarrassment was on par with a massive social death on the spot!

“Hehe, so it was Boss Jensen who bought it, huh? You should’ve said so

earlier.”

The gold shop owner Mr. Lin grinned sheepishly, “Boss Jensen’s got a good

eye.”

“Haha, yes, Boss Jensen really does have great taste; the location is indeed

great.”

“I didn’t realize Boss Jensen was so capable, buying such a big shop at such a

young age.”

“Uh… I’m going to use the restroom…”

“Hey, wait for me, I’ll go too.”

“You guys eat first, I’ve got a call to answer.”

After a few compliments, everyone started making excuses and in the blink of an eye, the place was empty except for Mr. Lin, who sat there, smiling awkwardly.

Greg Jensen chuckled, “Mr. Lin, at least you’re sincere.”

“Hehe…”

Mr. Lin felt a bitterness that he couldn’t express.

He wanted to leave too, but before he could react, everyone else had already fled.

Now that he was the only one left, he felt he couldn’t just walk away.

Although everyone knew what was going on, they couldn’t just leave Greg Jensen alone there.

“Come on, Mr. Lin, let me toast to you!”

“Hehe, cheers.”

Mr. Lin downed his glass in one go and then swayed his head and slumped onto the table.

Watching his poor acting skills, Greg Jensen laughed unscrupulously.

Right then, Lois Abbott rushed in with an anxious expression and said urgently, “Greg Jensen, you better go back and check; there’s a group of youngsters at the door.”

“Hmm, no need to worry, I’ll go have a look.”

Greg Jensen returned to the shop with Lois Abbott.

At the entrance, he couldn’t help but chucklewhen he saw who it was—not anybody else but Bryce Cooke, who had an altercation with him at the bar the previous night.

Following him were a dozen or so young men, each carrying a weapon in hand.

Greg Jensen smiled and teased, “Isn’t this Bryce Cooke? What brings you here?”

Bryce Cooke lit up when he saw Greg Jensen but then remembered the event from the last night, and his expression darkened. He took a few steps back instinctively, looking at Greg Jensen warily.

He frowned and waved his hand impatiently, “Kid, I’m here on serious business today, and we can talk about our previous issue when we’ve got time. Also, you better get lost right now, or I don’t mind dealing with you first.

Greg Jensen sneered, “Heh, as for today’s matter, I can’t avoid it since the store owner you’re looking for is me!”

Bryce Cooke was taken aback and asked with a frown, “You bought this store?” “That’s right, it’s me. Got a problem with that?” Greg Jensen taunted.

Bryce Cooke’s face was filled with astonishment, and after a moment, he burst into laughter.

He had planned to let Greg Jensen go for now, not wanting to waste his time, but to his surprise, the guy turned out to be the new owner of the store.

Once he got over the shock, a cold, sneering smile crept over his face.

“I was wondering who had the guts to buy the store. Well, this is perfect-let’s settle the new and old scores today!”

Bryce Cooke sneered at Greg Jensen and waved toward his followers before saying in a deep voice, “First, take this kid down for me!”

After these words, he took a step back, intending to enjoy the scene from the sidelines.

He had been humiliated by Greg Jensen last night, slapped in the face in front of so many people. Today was the perfect opportunity to regain his status.

He knew Greg Jensen was a good fighter, but the dozen or so men he brought with him were all top fighters from the company. Dealing with Greg Jensen should be a piece of cake, right?

Bryce Cooke was even considering whether to take Greg Jensen back to the bar and deal with him when there were more customers around to fully retrieve his lost face.

But his laughter soon faded.

Because after those dozen men confronted Greg Jensen, they dropped to the ground like chickens and dogs, one after another.

More than ten subordinates were unable to handle Greg Jensen, and they even fell to the ground wailing from his beating!

“F*ck, this Boss Greg is something else.”

“He can actually fight this well!”

“Hehe, don’t be too happy too soon. That Bryce Cooke is one of Evan Holmes’ men. With Boss Greg clashing with Bryce Cooke, could there be a good outcome for him?”

A few small bosses were extremely shocked, but upon hearing the name of Evan Holmes, a look of seriousness appeared on their faces.

That’s the well-known top enforcer of Riverhaven County!

In earlier years, when Kenny Walker was making waves on the streets, Evan Holmes was his capable lieutenant.

Now that Kenny Walker has started to go straight, in Riverhaven County, Evan Holmes is the true boss.

Who would dare to go against Evan Holmes in Riverhaven County and expect to end well?

A hush fell around them, and even the wails of the petty thugs quieted down instinctively, fearfully subdued lest they incur another beating from Greg Jensen.

Bryce Cooke stood frozen, dumbfounded like a tree struck by lightning, completely baffled.

Who exactly is this kid, and how can he be so formidable?

Seeing Greg Jensen’s icy stare, he couldn’t help shivering and blurted out, “Kid, don’t get smug. You just wait, I’m calling my big brother right now. If we don’t kill you today, you’re my grandpa!”

“Call, call now!”

Greg Jensen scoffed, “Call too slowly, and I’ll break your dog legs!”

“You… you just wait, damn it!”

Bryce Cooke instinctively took two steps back and immediately dialed out on his phone.

In the special care ward of Riverhaven County Hospital.

Evan Holmes sat on a stool, watching over the infant girl in the cradle while peeling an apple in his hand.

His wife Jaylene River lay on the adjacent hospital bed, her complexion somewhat pale but in good spirits, with a gentle smile lingering on her beautiful face.

Seeing the apple in Evan Holmes’ hand getting smaller and smaller, she playfully teased, “Brady, are you planning on feeding me just the apple core?”

“All…”

Evan Holmes looked down and instantly blushed, sheepishly saying, “I’ll peel another one for you.”

Jaylene River smiled, “No need, I don’t feel like eating right now.”

“Alright, then.”

Evan Holmes casually tossed the apple into the waste bin before leaning over the hospital bed to gently stroke his wife’s cheek, softly saying, “Honey, thank you for your hard work.”

“Hard work? I just took a nap, and when I woke up, our daughter was already born.”

Jaylene River shook her head with a smile, asking, “Did they find that gentleman?”

“Not yet, but don’t worry. I’ve sent everyone out to look for him. We should hear something soon.”

“Mhm, make sure to properly thank him once he’s found.”

Jaylene River spoke earnestly, “I heard from the doctor that if it weren’t for the timely aid, I might not have even made it until the ambulance arrived.”

Evan Holmes laughed, “I know, don’t you worry.”

At that moment, his phone suddenly rang. After listening for a moment, his expression instantly darkened.