The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 481 - Inevitable Battle_1

Chapter 481: Chapter 481 Inevitable Battle_1

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Duncan Kong took a step forward and punched Darryl Ingles in the chest, sending him flying once again.

Darryl Ingles felt as though he had been hit by a truck, a fiery pain emanating from his chest, barely able to catch his breath, nearly fainting on the spot.

Duncan Kong sauntered towards him, and as he walked, he said, “What do you think you are, using the nickname ‘Duncan Kong’? You’re not worthy to call it.”

He loathed when people called him by that nickname the most, tolerating it from Greg Jensen only because Greg was his boss, who had his life in his grasp.

Yet what was this nobody, Darryl Ingles, doing, daring to call him by the nickname? It was sheer suicide!

Now, Darryl Ingles was completely stupefied, like a piece of wood split by lightning.

Barry Wolfe had actually recruited Duncan Kong into his service?

How was that possible?

After all, Duncan Kong had always been a lone wolf, not allying with any force. Even Grandmaster Stuart had once personally visited to invite him, but to no success.

It was only rare treasures and elixirs that could lure him into action, let alone the possibility of recruiting him, which was completely unthinkable.

How on earth did Barry Wolfe manage it?

A person’s reputation casts a long shadow!

Although Barry Wolfe was also a Grandmaster, his fame was too recent, and Darryl Ingles hadn’t taken him seriously.

However, facing Duncan Kong, Darryl Ingles couldn’t muster even a hint of resistance.

Watching Duncan Kong advancing towards him, Darryl Ingles gathered the last of his energy to stand up, glaring fiercely yet inwardly fearful and said in a quivering voice,

“I warn you, you better not be another’s stooge; if the Stuart Family finds out, they will never let you off the hook!”

“You think you’re in a position to say that?”

Duncan Kong, his face full of disdain, said, “Even if I killed you, the Stuart Family wouldn’t utter a word in protest!”

“You dare…”

Crack!

Duncan Kong landed another punch that cracked Darryl Ingles’ breastbone; like a kite with its string cut, Ingles flew into the courtyard.

“Stop fighting, please!”

At this moment, Louisa Burley, sensing something was wrong, ran down and, grabbing Greg Jensen’s arm, said in a low but urgent voice,

“Brother Greg, please stop fighting. If you continue like this, you’ll completely offend the Stuart Family.”

Greg Jensen shook his head, “It’s no use, even if I stop now, I’ve already severely offended the Stuart Family.”

He was well aware that if he wanted to ascend to a higher position, conflict with the Stuart Family was inevitable.

The Stuart Family would not give up the resources and interests in Qin Province, and neither would Greg Jensen, so a confrontation between the two was unavoidable.

Louisa Burley insisted urgently, “If the fight goes on, someone could get killed, and the Stuart Family will surely seek revenge.

I’ve heard that the Stuart Family has a young prodigy named Drake Stuart, who’s become a Great Grandmaster at a young age and is said to be the most promising candidate to reach the ‘Path-Entering’ level.”

“Brother Greg, please heed my advice. We can’t compete with the Stuart Family,” she added.

Greg Jensen, looking at her anxious expression, felt warmth in his heart and nodded, “Since you’ve put it that way, I’ll spare him.”

Louisa Burley, seeing Darryl Ingles beaten to the point of vomiting blood, urged anxiously, “Then please tell Master Duncan to stop hitting him.”

Greg Jensen, feeling resigned, addressed Duncan Kong, “Old Kong, stop hitting him.”

“Alright, boss,” Duncan Kong responded and ceased his attack. Looking down on Darryl Ingles, he spoke coldly,

“You’re nothing but a half-step Grandmaster, and you dared to disrespect a Grandmaster. You must be tired of living!

If the boss hadn’t said anything today, I would have beaten you to death!”

Darryl Ingles, his breastbone shattered and spitting blood, barely held on to consciousness thanks to his martial arts skills.

At this moment, his defiant attitude was gone, and he spoke weakly, “Master Duncan is right; it was my fault today. Please have mercy…”

“It’s the boss who’s showing mercy!”

“Yes, yes, Grandmaster Barry is magnanimous, thank you very much…”

Duncan Kong, seeing him admitting his mistake in such a wretched manner, felt even more disdain, “Pah, what a nobody! Get lost, now!”

“Alright… alright, I’ll leave this instant!”

Darryl Ingles didn’t dare to say much, staggered to his feet, and weaved his way toward the doorway.

The driver, who had been guarding the doorway and didn’t dare to enter, mustered his courage and ran into the yard, helping Darryl Ingles to leave swiftly.

Seeing Darryl Ingles gone, Louisa Burley finally let out a sigh of relief, tilted her head back, and looked at Greg Jensen’s handsome face, whispering,

“Brother Greg, if it really won’t work, let’s just find a place to live in seclusion.”

“Live in seclusion?”

Greg Jensen looked at her in surprise and laughed, “Why would you have such a thought? How old are you to be thinking about living a life of seclusion?”

Louisa Burley’s expression turned slightly unnatural as she lowered her head a bit, speaking softly,

“I… I’m just used to living a tranquil life, that’s why… I thought about living in seclusion.”

Greg Jensen thought she had been frightened by what had just happened and quickly comforted her, “Don’t worry, this kind of life will end soon.

I’ll make sure you live a happy life in the future, never letting you be scared again.”

“Brother Greg, I…”

“I understand.”

Greg Jensen pinched her chin and kissed her deeply, and the words Louisa Burley had wanted to say were swallowed back.

“My eyes, my eyes, I’m blind, blind, blind…”

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out.

Both turned around, only to see Spencer Burley in his pajamas, standing at the top of the staircase on the second floor, covering his eyes as if he couldn’t bear to look.

However, the gaps between his fingers were slightly wide, revealing two round eyes.

At that moment, those eyes sparkled with excitement.

“Spencer Burley!”

“Sis, I’m here, you talk and I’ll listen.”

“Go back!”

“Oh!”

Spencer Burley obediently did an “about-face” and then returned to his room.

Louisa Burley couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the comical sight, just as a warm ray of sunshine shined through the window, making her sweet smile even more radiant and charming.

Greg Jensen was mesmerized and couldn’t help but kiss her again.

“Mm, don’t… not here…”

Moments later, Greg Jensen led the weakened Louisa Burley back to their room.

After a while of tender caresses, they began their daily ritual.

Louisa Burley insisted on saving her first time for their wedding night, so Greg Jensen didn’t press the issue, contenting himself with these additional little games.

However, just as they were about to complete their task for the day, there was a sudden, urgent knock on the door.

“Brother Greg, come out quick, my dad’s almost here!”

Greg Jensen jumped in fright; he was in the middle of intimacy with a lady and the parents were arriving—this was really life-threatening.

The two hurriedly got up and tidied up; the bedroom was instantly in disarray.

After they had finished tidying up, the sound of a car arrived in the yard.

“Hurry up, I’m going out first.”

Louisa Burley quickly straightened her hair and walked briskly outside.

Greg Jensen felt somewhat unwilling to let go, caught up in two steps, and kissed her face deeply.

Only when they heard the sound of the car door did they part again.

Louisa Burley, while straightening her clothes, walked out of the bedroom on wobbly legs.

Greg Jensen deliberately changed back to his original face, followed her downstairs, and arrived on the first floor.

Just as the two reached the first floor, Craig Burley walked in with a grim face.

“Uncle, how come you didn’t let us know ahead of time you were coming? I would have gone to the gate to meet you.”