The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 360

Doom Star and Duncan were comparable to a Grandmaster of the Terra Realm.

Finnegan, utilizing his own methods, was even capable of brutally defeating Grandmasters of the Terra Realm.

Therefore, even though the number of Martial Arts Alliance disciples was increasing, they couldn't affect Finnegan and his two companions in the slightest.

As the individuals drew near, Duncan wielded his sword, severing hands, while Doom Star brandished his blade, cutting off his opponents' legs. This caused the disciples of the Martial Arts Alliance to continuously fall, their limbs missing or broken.

The scene was momentarily steeped in bloodshed.

Meanwhile, Finnegan's methods were even more ruthless and straightforward.

Between the exchanges of fists, one after another, disciples from the Martial Arts Alliance were defeated. The fortunate ones would end up bedridden, recuperating for three to five months, while the more severe ones were condemned to spend the rest of their lives confined to a wheelchair.

For a moment, the sounds of screams and wails merged into a vast sea, echoing unceasingly.

The steward's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, his palms sweating with anxiety. “Have I mistaken?”

If he isn't the chairman's commissary, how could he possess such formidable skills? How could he have such a powerful following?

He couldn't help but feel a bit nervous, wondering if he had been tricked.

Corbin was even more terrified by the formidable strength displayed by Finnegan and his two companions. He was shivering uncontrollably, with cold sweat streaming down his body.

His drunken stupor had completely dissipated, the alcohol mingling with cold sweat as it trickled out.

What should I do?

Can he be taken down?

Would Dad's plan encounter any unexpected issues?

Just as he was deep in thought, the sound of a door opening echoed from behind.

Corbin swiftly turned around, only to see Bernice, who was catching her breath, about to open the door and flee.

His face turned cold as he rushed over, roughly grabbing Bernice's hair and shaking her head from side to side. “D*mn it, stay put for me before I finish off Finnegan. Once Finnegan is out of the picture, I'll send you to keep him company!”

Following that, he sent a kick, and Bernice tumbled to the ground.

The cry of pain from Bernice also stirred the nerves of Finnegan, who was in the midst of an onslaught.

Without a doubt, she had been hit again.

With a roar of fury, an aura of spiritual energy surged around Finnegan. Centered on him, an invisible vortex with a diameter of three meters formed.

Every disciple of the Martial Arts Alliance within this range was thrown out.

The people nearby were also compelled to step back a few paces.

Unable to suppress the murderous intent within him any longer, Finnegan felt his eyes turn blood red. With a swift motion of his hand, a large handful of silver needles appeared, ready to be used as hidden weapons.

With a flick in mid-air, it was as if a celestial maiden was scattering flowers.

“Ah!”

Immediately after, the screams of horror continued incessantly.

Dozens of Martial Arts Alliance disciples eerily collapsed to the ground, their bodies convulsing. Their limbs were twisted, resembling pretzels.

This chilling scene also plunged the place into a brief silence.

Seizing the opportunity, Finnegan took a step forward, leaping past the disciples of the Martial Arts Alliance, and dashed toward the mansion.

As Jasper sat in the car under the distant tree's shade, his expression drastically changed. “D*mn it!”

He quickly opened the car door and rushed over.

He hadn't expected that even with thousands of people attacking, they couldn't defeat Finnegan. Now, Finnegan had even managed to tear open a gap.

This indicated that Corbin was in danger.

Therefore, he disregarded his initial plan, focusing solely on rushing to protect his son.

When Yadiel saw him jump out of the car, his mouth fell open. “What is Jasper doing here?”

Josef sneered, “Yadiel, being upright and honest is important, but sometimes, one needs to be a bit cunning. Otherwise, no matter how strong your martial prowess is, you won't be able to withstand the schemes of the petty and cunning. Let's head over there too!”

Finnegan rushed downstairs.

With a single strike, he sent three of Corbin's followers flying. Then, using his legs to propel himself, he leaped up and landed steadily on the second-floor balcony.

The approaching Jasper was still some distance away.

Upon seeing this, he roared in anger, “Finnegan, stop!”

This roar of anger also startled Corbin.

Without thinking, he turned around, only to see Finnegan standing on the balcony.

His complexion changed drastically in an instant.

How did he know that I had arrived early?

Pfft!

“Ah!”

Jasper cried out in pain.

Duncan had also seized the opportunity, his dagger-like cutlass thrusting straight out, smoothly piercing into Jasper's right shoulder.

Immediately following, the two of them simultaneously kicked out, sending Jasper flying and crashing onto the ground. This directly shattered his combat power, turning him into a bloody mess.

Upon seeing Jasper being so brutally abused, the steward quickly shouted, “Quick, protect Grandmaster Luzon!”

“Everyone, stop!”

However, at this moment, both Josef and Yadiel had arrived, with the latter immediately shouting to stop them.

Upon seeing the two of them, all the disciples of the Martial Arts Alliance present halted.

Having lost his ability to fight, Jasper lifted his head, his complexion even paler, his eyes filled with even more despair.

He realized that he had shot himself in the foot.

Meanwhile, a figure flew out from the second floor, landing heavily on the ground.

Instinctively, Jasper turned around, letting out a cry of despair and anger, “Corbin!”

The young man's crotch was stained with fresh blood, and the fingers of one hand were completely crushed.

He was completely ruined.

Upon witnessing the scene, both Josef and Yadiel were secretly taken aback, finding Finnegan's methods excessively ruthless.

Doesn't this mean that the third generation of the Luzon family would be left without any descendants?

Finnegan walked onto the balcony and, with a single leap, landed next to Corbin.

At that time, the disciples of the Martial Arts Alliance surrounding them dared not step forward anymore, and even the steward lowered his head.

He was not a fool.

When Jasper appeared, followed by the emergence of Josef and Yadiel, he understood clearly.

I was tricked by Kieran.

This person is indeed the commissary of the chairman!

Finnegan nodded, ignoring the grief and anger of Jasper and the barely breathing Corbin. He raised his hand and pointed to the steward, “You! Come here!”