The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 621 - Coming to Die_1

Chapter 621: Chapter 621 Coming to Die_1 Chapter 621 -621 Coming to Die_1 “Is there something special about East Peak Manor?”

“Isn’t this the residence of a Daoist expert? Would the people under him be any less capable?”

“What of it? In the end, won’t they all die at the hands of the old Grandmaster?”

A few people exchanged glances, wisely choosing not to continue the discussion any further.

Inside the manor, noticing that the onlooking Martial Artists had quieted down, Thomas Lampe leapt down from the roof and, with a solemn expression, walked into the villa.

“Any news from the boss yet?”

“Already called Miss Zhou. She said the boss is still in seclusion in the midst of the mist, uncertain when he’ll come out,” someone replied.

“What should we do now?”

As an old-timer by Greg Jensen’s side, Brandon Brent had also been given the opportunity to practice Daoist techniques, but his talent was average, and he was still stuck at Qi Refinement level one.

At this moment, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth in the room.

Duncan Kong, who had been feigning sleep with his eyes closed, opened them and said irritably, “The boss isn’t here, we just carry on as usual, what’s there to panic about?”

Brandon Brent did not dare to talk back to Duncan Kong, only managing a forced smile as he explained, “Grandmaster Kong, that Walter Locke is a Daoist practitioner. With just a few of us…”

“So what if we die, what’s there to be anxious about?”

Xavier Cooper glared at him and said, “If you have nothing better to do, go patrol the surroundings to prevent outsiders from sneaking into the manor.”

“Yes.”

With no choice, Brandon Brent left.

In the living room, only Thomas Lampe, Duncan Kong, Terry Cooke, and Xavier Cooper remained.

Xavier Cooper sighed and said, “Dad, Old Zhao, can the few of us really stop Walter Locke?”

Thomas Lampe frowned and replied, “Even if we can’t stop him, should we just let him do as he pleases in East Peak Manor?”

Duncan Kong said, “I actually hope the boss doesn’t come back.”

The other three exchanged looks and fell silent simultaneously.

All four of them were in the Master Realm, so their cultivation progressed very quickly, but that was only relative to ordinary people.

In such a short time, the fastest cultivator among them, Thomas Lampe, had reached only Qi Refinement level three. How could they possibly defeat Walter Locke?

In their hearts, it wasn’t just them; they even doubted that Greg Jensen, should he return, could be a match for Walter Locke.

That’s why Duncan Kong didn’t want Greg Jensen to return.

“I have arrived! Barry Wolfe, come out and accept your death!”

Just as the four of them were silenced, a sonorous voice like a great bell suddenly came from afar.

Startled, they rushed out of the villa quickly.

Looking up, they saw a black dot rushing towards them at high speed from the clear sky in the distance.

Before the crowd could react, the black dot rapidly grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, it was upon them.

To their shock, they realized that the black dot was actually a dark rain cloud.

The next second, the cloud dispersed, and an elder with a tall stature, dressed in black clothes, stood in the air with his hands behind his back, looking down at Thomas Lampe and the others from above.

It was like a towering mountain was pressing down on their heads, exuding a chilling aura that made one’s blood run cold, with an almost instinctive urge to kneel in worship.

Thomas Lampe and the others quickly circulated the True Qi in their bodies, gritting their teeth, resisting the invisible pressure with all their might.

The Martial Artists who had come to watch, however, didn’t have such strength; they knelt on the ground, one by one, and shouted in unison:

“Greetings, Grandmaster!”

“Greetings, Grandmaster!!”

“Greetings, Grandmaster!!!”

For a time, the shouts were like a tsunami, the overwhelming momentum was impressive and made one subconsciously want to bow down in worship.

Walter Locke scanned the crowd expressionlessly, his gaze falling on Thomas Lampe and the others, and he asked, “Why do you few not kneel?”

The faces of Thomas Lampe and the others turned white again, with a suffocating frustration welling up inside them, but they still stood rigidly, showing no intention of kneeling.

The other three, being of lesser cultivation, were already doing well to stand under the pressure without kneeling. At that moment, they couldn’t utter a single word.

Only Thomas Lampe, resisting the pressure, gritted his teeth and said, “You are not our elder, so why should we kneel?”

“Heh, so there’s a tough nut here!”

Walter Locke snorted coldly, “Unfortunately for you, I happen to dislike tough bones!”

Before his voice even faded, he brought down his palm in a strike.

In an instant, a gale erupted, and energy shot out in all directions!

A palm made of True Qi shot towards Thomas Lampe and the others.

“Be careful!”

The faces of Thomas Lampe and the others changed dramatically as they quickly scattered to dodge.

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The ground was immediately struck, leaving a crater over half a meter deep.

“You sure run fast! Let’s see how long you can keep it up!”

With another cold snort, Walter Locke suddenly dived down like a sharp arrow, charging straight at Thomas Lampe.

“Kill!”

Thomas Lampe’s expression turned grim as he summoned his True Qi, and with a powerful exhalation, he unleashed a palm strike through the air.

Just at that moment, Walter Locke reached him and countered with a palm strike of his own.

BANG!

Thomas Lampe was sent flying backward, crashing into the yard’s ornamental rockery and fountain, shattering it to pieces.

His arm was now twisted into a grotesque shape.

“Dad!”

Xavier Cooper’s eyes were splitting with rage, “You old bastard, I’ll kill you!”

Thomas Lampe, upon seeing this, instinctively cried out in alarm, “Xavier, don’t…”

SLAP!

Walter Locke didn’t even glance at Xavier Cooper as he flicked his sleeve, sending him flying through the air.

SPIT!

Xavier Cooper, still mid-flight, spat out a large mouthful of blood, and when he landed, he was already unconscious.

His chest had caved in, clearly severely injured.

At this moment, silence reigned!

Within hundreds of meters, a deadly stillness had settled in.

The onlooking Martial Artists could see that Thomas Lampe and the others were all top-notch fighters, and even Xavier Cooper was not someone ordinary Grandmasters could compare with.

But even such strong men were overturned in a single encounter, with two taken out already.

Walter Locke was truly too strong!

His casual demeanor didn’t resemble someone engaged in combat; rather, it seemed as if he was swatting flies.

“How dare you run amok in East Peak Manor, seeking death!”

Now only Duncan Kong and Terry Cooke were left. Although they knew they were no match for Walter Locke, with Greg Jensen not at home, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and confront him.

BANG, BANG…

After two muffled sounds, they followed in Xavier Cooper’s footsteps, spitting blood and collapsing to the ground.

The skilled fighters previously recruited all became silent as cicadas in winter, each holding a weapon of choice but only daring to stand at a distance.

Let alone engage, they didn’t even dare to encircle Walter Locke.

Walter Locke stood in the center of the courtyard, hands behind his back, surveying his surroundings, and said coldly:

“Where is that boy Barry Wolfe? Come out and meet your death at once!!”

His booming voice echoed throughout East Peak Manor, yet not a single person dared to answer.

“Barry Wolfe couldn’t have run away, could he?”

“Probably hiding somewhere.”

“The key point is that even if he came, it wouldn’t make a difference. The Grandmaster is too strong, who could beat him?”

“Indeed, if the Grandmaster unleashes his true strength, who in this vast world could stand against him?”

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