The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 644 - Knight Group Mercenary_1
Chapter 644: Chapter 644: Knight Group Mercenary_1
Chapter 644 -644: Knight Group Mercenary_1
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The other men, hearing this, simultaneously showed a twinge of fear on their faces and, not bothering with Old Yellow Six any longer, turned and ran.
“Think you can run? It’s not so easy!”
A cold voice suddenly rang out.
The next second, the flash of swords passed by, and one by one, the foreign men fell to the ground like cut wheat, soon void of breath.
Only the man who ran first narrowly escaped disaster, but a large gash was slashed across his leg by a Flying Sword, and he fell to the ground with a thud, struggling to get up.
Old Yellow Six and those men had been locked in battle for quite a while, with multiple injuries on his body, his face still showing fear.
“Boss, these people are indeed strange.”
“Mm.”
Greg nodded, their speed was very fast, like that of cheetahs, and if it were anyone else, they would have been helpless against them.
“You… don’t come any closer, stay away from me!”
Seeing Greg approaching, the man immediately started to crawl backward in terror.
As if in his eyes, Greg was a walking plague, to be desperately avoided.
From the man’s emotions, Greg sensed something was off and just as he pondered, a sudden sense of alarm surged in his heart.
Without thinking, he lightly tapped his foot, and his body shot back like a willow leaf, retreating rapidly.
However, no matter how far he retreated, that sense of extreme danger continued to linger in his mind.
Whoo!
A sound of something tearing through the air came from afar.
Greg looked up, only to see a bright spot appearing in the distant sky.
The bright spot arrived in the blink of an eye!
Only then did Greg make out that the bright spot was actually a missile with flames trailing from its tail!
His complexion changed, and he suddenly vanished from the spot, reappearing dozens of meters away.
However, the missile, as if it had eyes, traced a beautiful arc and dove towards Greg once again.
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Greg’s brows slightly furrowed, the Sword of Coagulated Frost flew out, directly stabbing towards the missile.
But the missile, seemingly equipped with a radar avoidance system, changed its course before the Flying Sword could get close to it.
By now, Greg had no time to continue intercepting it because the missile was right in front of him!
He sank his heart, as “Divine Dragon Nine Transformations” wildly surged within him.
Layers of Blood Armour emerged from his body, enveloping him like a cocoon, leaving only his head exposed.
Boom!
After the intense explosion, a huge fireball soared into the sky, the raging flames engulfing Greg in a fireball.
“Boss…”
Old Yellow Six was startled and quickly ran over, but facing the fierce fireball, he was at a loss.
Seeing this scene, the foreign man burst into laughter: “Don’t waste your effort, that’s a White Phosphorus Bomb, he’s dead for sure, hahaha…”
“Is that so? A White Phosphorus Bomb?”
A steady voice suddenly arose.
The foreign man, like a duck whose neck had been wrung, stopped laughing abruptly, looking up in disbelief.
Greg was standing there unscathed, if not for a few spots of fire still on his body, the man would have thought he was hallucinating.
He was stunned. The missile didn’t kill this kid, and he survived even the White Phosphorus Bomb, with temperatures reaching up to a thousand degrees Celsius?
What in the world was this guy?
Eventually, Old Yellow Six came to his senses, overjoyed to see that Greg was alright, he quickly went up to him, anxiously saying, “Boss, boss, are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
Greg casually flicked his hand, the Blood Armour flaking off, those remaining bits of flame also falling to the ground and continuing to burn in the snow.
He pointed at the foreign man and said, “Ask him who they are and who sent them.”
“Don’t worry, boss, I’ll handle it!”
Greg Jensen was furious as well; he had been poisoned. If the boss died, who would he get the antidote from?
This son of a bitch nearly killed me too!
His face grim, he approached the foreign man, whose eyes, as if wanting to devour someone, frightened the man into trembling.
“What… what are you going to do?”
“Speak, who sent you!”
“I…”
“Not talking, huh? Then let’s start by breaking one of your legs!”
Crack!
The scream instantly pierced the night sky!
Greg Jensen struck with resentment, breaking the man’s shin with a stomp.
The man was in such pain that he cried out from the depths of his soul, “I’ll talk…”
“Not talking yet? Then I’ll break the other one!”
Without another word, Greg Jensen stomped down again, breaking the man’s other leg.
It was only then that the man finally understood; the person before him wasn’t in a hurry to ask anything, he simply wanted to torment him.
Greg Jensen dusted himself off and, seeing that Greg Jensen was still toying with the man, frowned and said, “Enough, ask what you need to ask and let’s go.”
“Alright, boss.”
Greg Jensen gave a slight smile, quickly complied, and acted as docile as a child.
But when he turned his head, his gaze turned cold again.
He glared at the foreign man and said, “Cut the crap and spit it out!”
“I’ll talk…”
After questioning, the man, named William, was from the country of Gaul roosters. They were associated with the peripheries of the Knight Group, usually undertaking high-end mercenary tasks.
These people were adept at various combat skills and had all received baptism, greatly enhancing their speed and strength. Their combat abilities were extraordinary, far beyond what ordinary mercenaries could compare to.
This time, they came to assassinate Greg Jensen, mainly hired by Robin Hayes and others.
The mission was in two phases; one was to assassinate Greg Jensen, and if that failed, to place a signal device used for missile calibration on Greg Jensen and then bombard him with white phosphorus bombs.
Greg Jensen thought for a moment and after searching for a while, couldn’t find the so-called signal device on his body. He figured that the recent explosion must have destroyed it.
He glanced at William and said indifferently, “Kill him!”
“Ah, you can’t kill me, otherwise the Knight Group will make sure you have no place to bury!”
“Your Chinese is pretty good!”
Greg Jensen picked up a dagger, placed it on William’s neck, and said with a cold laugh, “But you forgot, this is my boss’s territory.”
Thud!
William’s eyes widened, his hands on his neck, his face filled with disbelief.
Even now, he couldn’t believe that these two men actually dared to lay hands on him.
He felt his strength rapidly ebbing away, and his vision started to blur.
At this moment, his heart was filled with regret.
He had always heard about the forbidden zone of mercenaries in the mysterious great nation of the East, but he’d never believed it until now, and it was too late.
Greg Jensen stacked several bodies together, and Greg Jensen casually tossed a Fireball Technique at them. The flames blazed fiercely, filling the fresh air with the stench of decay.
Greg Jensen frowned, watching the flames in silence until the bodies turned to ash. Only then did he snap back to reality.
“Let’s go, find a place to rest in the town first.”
“Okay.”
Seeing that Greg Jensen’s mood wasn’t great, Greg Jensen complied obediently and followed behind.
After a while, he couldn’t help but ask, “Boss, how do you plan to deal with the Hayes and Lin families?”
“You shouldn’t ask about things that don’t concern you; it’s best if you keep quiet.”
“Yes…”
