The yell with a wild rage that spooked Martin.
He did not get a chance to turn around and look at the person when he felt someone behind him grab the back of his collar. The next second, his body was being lifted into the air as the world around him started spinning. Then, there was a loud bang as pain started to flood his body.
In the blink of an eye, the muscular Martin who weighed more than a hundred pounds was like a little chick being grabbed and thrown out of the ward by Julian.
As for the several big fellows outside the room, they all encountered the same situation as him.
Almost ten of them were lying down, scattered around on the hospital’s corridor outside the ward. It was a spectacular scene.
“You got something coming, little dumb*ss.”
Martin lifted his head and saw a young face brimming with an aura of stubbornness.
He was familiar with this kind of aura. Second generation with extraordinary backgrounds often possessed this overwhelming aura, himself included. However, the young man who was in front of him was emanating a certain stubbornness that was overwhelming.
Due to the sharp senses the second generation possessed, Martin had managed to stop himself from blowing up in time.
“If she dies, you can’t get anything from her. Haven’t you seen her condition? You’re still trying to make her pay, but are you even able to get a cent from her right now?”
Henry gave Martin a look as though he were an idiot and said.
“You… Who the f*ck are you!?”
Monty grit his teeth and asked while he endured the pain and got up forcefully.
“Who am 1?” Henry smiled broadly, “You’ll know soon enough, dumb*ss.”
At this moment, Jasper had already strode into the ward.
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