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The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 362

“Mr. Marlowe, what's going on? Why has Martial Arts Alliance surrounded our house?”

“I wanted to go out, but they wouldn't let me. What's going on?”

“Could it be that Yadiel wanted to monopolize power and targeted our family?”

Under the cover of nightfall, the Marlow residence was besieged by hundreds of Martial Arts Alliance disciples, allowing no one to enter or leave. This caused a stir among the members of the Marlow family, who all gathered in the grand hall that Kieran had destroyed during the day.

Kieran said irritably, “Everyone, shut up!”

He halted them and walked over to the door, gazing outside. “What on earth is happening?”

Lenny replied in a hushed tone, “The plan was originally perfect. However, Finnegan unexpectedly possessed formidable martial prowess, and he had two equally fierce followers, which led to unforeseen complications in the plan.”

Their plan had never taken into account Finnegan's formidable martial prowess.

They were solely focused on how to eliminate Finnegan without facing any repercussions.

Kieran's face darkened as he said, “Could it be that he is the commissary from headquarters? Was there an issue with our previous investigation?” What else can explain a doctor possessing a martial prowess enough to best a thousand people?

The more Kieran thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. “What happened to Jasper and Corbin?”

Lenny replied, “The scene has been cordoned off, and those present at the time were detained by Yadiel, their whereabouts unknown. Therefore, the current situation of Jasper and Corbin remains unknown. However, the head of the Luzon family is one of the elders of Martial Arts Alliance, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?”

Upon hearing that, Kieran felt unease grow even stronger in his heart.

He dialed Jasper's number on his cell phone.

The call couldn't get through.

He tried calling Rupert's phone number again, but it was still unreachable.

As his heart sank, Kieran turned his head and said, “Things have definitely gone beyond our expectations. Otherwise, Yadiel wouldn't have gathered forces to surround this place, and I wouldn't have lost contact with the other members of Martial Arts Alliance.”

Lenny reassured, “Vice President, rest assured, as long as you insist that you know nothing, letting people attack is just part of your duty. Even Mr. Jenkins can't do anything to you.”

Kieran said bitterly, “At present, we can only do this. Although, I wonder, is Finnegan really a commissary solely because he treated Mr. Jenkins before?”

“Greetings to the commissary from headquarters!” Suddenly, the loud greeting from Martial Arts Alliance disciples outside was heard.

A moment later, the disciples of Martial Arts Alliance at the entrance made way for Finnegan, accompanied by Josef and Yadiel.

Following behind were Doom Star and Duncan.

They each carried a box in their hands.

Kieran's eyelid twitched, but he forced himself to remain calm as he stepped forward. “Mr. Larkin, Mr. Sheppard, Mr. Sherman, you've finally arrived. Can you provide me with an explanation now?”

Josef and Yadiel turned their gaze toward Finnegan.

All Finnegan did was gently wave his hand, signaling Doom Star and Duncan.

Immediately, they stepped forward, carrying a box. They opened it and placed it in front of Kieran.

It was unmistakably Jasper's and Corbin's heads.

Kieran was instantly taken aback, “What on earth happened?”

“Are you still going to pretend?” Finnegan spoke in a cold voice.

Stunned by the heads sitting before him, Kieran responded, “I don't understand what you mean by this, Mr. Larkin.”

“Is that so?” With a cold chuckle, Finnegan flicked his fingers lightly.

In an instant, Duncan and Doom Star swelled in size, and in the blink of an eye, they were by Lenny's side.

Following that, the two of them sent Lenny flying with a single palm strike, landing at Finnegan's feet.

“Enough!” Finnegan couldn't hold back any longer. Even at this juncture, he is still trying to distort the truth. Unbelievable! “I was present at that time. Do you think I didn't hear what he said over the phone? How dare you're still spouting nonsense to me, trying to pin the blame on a dead man. Are you the fool, or am I the fool?”

Although, he was still shocked to see someone as young as Finnegan possessing such power. He stammered, “Mr. Larkin, I...”

Finnegan waved his hand dismissively, “Enough with the pointless chatter. We all know the truth of the matter, and any attempt at cunning argument will only serve to fuel my anger. Now, I'm giving you a choice. Will you die alone, or will doom your family?”

Such a domineering situation, coupled with the intense scrutiny of Josef and Yadiel, was indeed intimidating.

Kieran knew that further explanations would be futile. “Jasper, you've really done me in!”

He certainly wouldn't have been so passive if it weren't for his intention of making the Luzon family owe him a favor.

Finnegan said coldly, “Without any ill intentions toward me, how could Jasper possibly persuade you? So, what will you choose?”

“Do I really have to die?” Kieran had strived for decades to reach where he was today, even achieving Terra Realm Intermediate Rank.

He was not willing to die just like that.

Finnegan declared, “All I want to hear now is your choice. Otherwise, I'll make the choice for you!”

“I... choose my own death!” With a bitter sigh, Kieran knew he had no choice left.

Finnegan waved his hand. “Everyone else, withdraw first!”

The disciples of Martial Arts Alliance withdrew swiftly, taking with them all the members of the Marlow family. Only Kieran and Finnegan, among others, were left behind.

With a heart heavy as ashes, Kieran asked, “What's the choice?”

“Record a video. Say that Chandler orchestrated today's events from behind the scenes because he was angry his son wasn't chosen as the president of Nuthana's Martial Arts Alliance,” answered Finnegan.

Kieran's face showed astonishment. “What?”

Finnegan tossed a memory card into Kieran's grasp. “Then, report Chandler in your name. For years, he has been indirectly and directly accepting forty billion in bribes from Oswald, exploiting his authority as an elder. In any case, after your death, Chandler will also meet his end!”

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