Zeke hesitated before nodding. “Yes.”
The woman continued, “Listen to me. Don’t go to the doctor here. The doctor is a useless one. He only has minimal medical knowledge, and he even killed one of his patients.”
Zeke raised his brows.
If his guess was right, this middle-aged woman must be paid to tell all the incoming patients this story.
When Harry noticed them, he stormed over.
“Faith, get lost! If you try to ruin my reputation again, I swear to god I will kill you!”
Faith sneered, “What’s wrong with telling them the truth?”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Harry was a man with a short temper. He cursed, “You’re full of sh*t! Tell me. How much did the Count family pay you to make you station yourself outside my clinic every day?”
Zeke queried, “The Count family? Are they one of four major families in Atheville?”
Harry nodded.
Zeke looked at Faith with a smirk. “Ask your men to come and enlighten me.”
Faith asked innocently while pretending that she did not understand him. “What are you talking about? I don’t understand.”
Zeke responded, “I said, tell all the people who are taking money from the Count family to ruin Dr. Collin’s reputation to come here.”
Faith rolled her eyes at Zeke. “You must be crazy.”
After saying that, she turned to leave.
Abruptly, Zeke stepped forward and gave her a slap.
The force of his slap sent her flying to a nearby streetlight. The lightbulb swung several times before it fell right onto her head.
Faith’s head started bleeding instantly and she looked rather awful.
She was so furious that one could see fire shooting out of her eyes. “You ba****d! How dare you hit me? You must a death wish! Someone come quick! Someone’s trying to kill me!”
Harry panicked at her words. “Young man, you’re too rash. You should leave now. She’s one of the people from the Count family. You can’t afford to cross her.”
Zeke smiled as he looked at Harry. “There’s no one I can’t afford to cross in this world yet.”
Harry had a bitter smile on his face.
It’s good that you’re a man of justice, but it’s bad for you to be too full of yourself.
Just then, a dozen of passers-by who had been loitering around the clinic gathered around Zeke to protest.
“Hey, do you not know of the law? How can you hurt someone in broad daylight?”
“Give us one hundred thousand. Otherwise, don’t think of leaving this place.”
“Hmph. She’s from the Count family. It’s best if you fork out the money. If not, the Count family will turn you to dust before you can blink your eyes.”
“Hmph. She’s from the Count family. It’s best if you fork out the money. If not, the Count family will turn you to dust before you can blink your eyes.”
Zeke looked at the scammers around him and sneered, “How much did the Count family pay you for this? How much does it cost to force someone to a corner?”
“Scram!” A man with blond hair cursed, “What the f*ck are you talking about? Hurry up and fork out the money before the Count family comes for you.”
Zeke gave a look to Wolf’s Greed. “Wolf’s Greed, you first.”
“Sure.” Wolf’s Greed slowly put on his white gloves and looked toward the crowd. “My apologies.”
Before the crowd could react, Wolf’s Greed had charged into them and punched everyone he could see.
The sound of fists pounding onto flesh echoed throughout the street.
In less than five seconds, the smug people from the crowd were all on the ground. Their noses were bleeding, and their faces were bruised.
They were in no better state than Faith.
The blond man shrieked, “F*ck. How dare you hit us? You must have eaten a lion’s heart!”
Wolf’s Greed shouted back in an equally loud voice.
“Get on your knees. I won’t repeat myself.”
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