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“Stop… stop hitting me, I give up!”

“No, you can’t give up!”

Greg Jensen knew he had reached his limit and simply unleashed his killing move.

He threw a punch at his opponent’s nose, and after being blocked by Hugh Simmons, his hand suddenly opened, slashing directly across his eyes.

“Ah…”

Hugh Simmons cried out in pain, his eyes involuntarily closing.

Before he could react, Greg Jensen landed another punch on his chest. Crack!

Hugh Simmons’s breastbone instantly collapsed, he staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground with a thump.

He felt a searing pain in his chest as if he had been run over by a large truck, his face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were filled with terror.

What was worse, something seemed to be moving inside his body, wreaking havoc on his internal organs wherever it passed.

“What… what kind of martial arts is this?”

Greg Jensen said indifferently, “You wouldn’t be able to learn it anyway. Right now, all you can do is wait to die.”

Hugh Simmons struggled to get up but found he could not muster a shred of strength.

He was terrified to the core and said in a trembling voice, “Don’t kill me, I’ll do anything if you spare me.

Kenny Walker, I’ll help you kill Kenny Walker, please let me go…”

“Heh, no need!”

Greg Jensen gave him a cold look and turned to signal Bobby Prince and others with a wave of his hand.

“Take him away and clean this up neatly.”

“Yes, Mr. Jensen.”

Relief washed over Bobby Prince and Bryce Cooke when they heard his words, their hearts filled with the joy of a narrow escape.

They moved briskly, calling two subordinates who could still move, and clumsily carried Hugh Simmons away.

Greg Jensen, I beg you, let me go, I won’t trouble you anymore, I’m begging you…”

“Trouble me? You think you can?”

Greg Jensen sneered and shook his head.

Prior to this, he would only resort to killing when absolutely necessary, but today Kenny Walker had taught him a lesson.

Showing mercy to an enemy is cruelty to oneself.

Had he not suddenly awakened, Norman Holmes would likely be a dead man by now.

And he himself could also have been killed in an unaware state by Hugh Simmons’s sneak attack.

Spare Hugh Simmons?

There was simply no such option in Greg Jensen’s mind!

Watching Hugh Simmons being taken away, Greg Jensen felt a slight relief and entered the intensive care unit, only to find that Norman Holmes had already woken up.

It was perfectly normal to be awoken by the noise outside.

“Did Hugh Simmons come?”

“Yeah.”

Greg Jensen nodded with a smile.

Norman Holmes’s face changed drastically, and he struggled to get up.

Greg Jensen quickly said, “Just lie down in bed, Hugh Simmons has been taken care of by me.”

“Taken care of? You mean…”

Shock and disbelief spread across Norman Holmes’s face.

Greg Jensen smiled and said, “Yes, I took care of him, and had Bobby Prince and his team take him away. I’m sure they know how to handle it.”

Norman Holmes looked at him in stunned silence, unable to say a word.

After a long while, he finally regained his composure, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted in relief, “I always knewyou were skilled, but I didn’t expect even Hugh Simmons to be no match for you.”

“Haha, just luck.”

As they were talking, Bobby Prince and Bryce Cooke also came in.

Bryce Cooke said with an excited face, “Second Master Evan, Mr. Jensen is truly impressive. You didn’t see it, but he took care of Master Hugh in just a few moves.”

Yeah, Master Hugh got beat so badly that he couldn’t even stand up. When they carried him off, he was crying like a child.”

Bobby Prince was also full of emotion and said, “I never thought Master Hugh would be such a coward.”

Hearing his trusted aides speak so highly of Greg Jensen, Norman Holmes also started smiling happily.

Ever since he found out that Kenny Walker had hired Master Hugh, he had been living in constant fear. Now that the pressure was finally lifted, he felt much more at ease.

Looking at Greg Jensen, he said somewhat excitedly, “Brother Greg, I won’t say anything superfluous. From now on, if you need anything from me, just say the word.

If I, Norman Holmes, so much as frown, may I die a terrible death.”

Then, he looked towards Bobby Prince and Bryce Cooke and said in a stern voice, “From today forward, whatever Brother Greg tells you is as if I said it myself. Whatever he tells you to do, you do, understood?”

“Yes, Second Master Evan, I understand.”

The two answered in unison.

Yet, there was a difference; Bobby Prince was grinning from ear to ear, while Bryce Cooke showed a face full of fear, not daring to look Greg Jensen in the eye and only managing to sneak quick glances with his peripheral vision.

Greg Jensen laughed and said, “We don’t need to be so formal with each other, why make such a big fuss?”

Norman Holmes shook his head with a serious expression and said, “Brother Greg, even though Master Hugh has been dealt with, we can’t afford to let our guard down.

Now that you’ve taken care of Master Hugh, Kenny Walker definitely won’t let this go. Who knows what other tricks he has up his sleeve waiting for us.” “Kenny Walker…”

Greg Jensen’s expression darkened, and his voice grew chill as he said, “Don’t worry. Once you can leave the hospital, I’ll take care of him.”

“Brother Greg, Kenny Walker is no ordinary man. When dealing with him, you must be extremely careful.”

“Mm, I know. You get some rest.”

After Greg Jensen left the hospital ward, he comforted Jaylene River who had rushed over, and then he went back to the ward to continue sleeping.

The next morning, Greg Jensen suddenly felt his nose itch and groggily opened his eyes to see Summer Snow rubbing her hair on his face.

“How did you get here?”

Greg Jensen hurriedly sat up and, noticing the empty ward, asked in surprise,

“Did you come by yourself?”

“Haha, no, my sister went to buy breakfast.”

Summer Snow, giggling, sat on the bed and pushed Greg Jensen, “Move in a bit, let me get some more sleep.”

“Uh, then sleep.”

Greg Jensen was about to get off the bed when Summer Snow wrapped her arms around his and lied down on the bed.

“You… stop messing around, your sister will be here soon.”

Oh, it’s fine. Just lie down for a bit. My sister went with a few of Evan Second Master’s guys.

It’ll take a while for them to bring back breakfast for so many people.”

Greg Jensen shook his head and said, “That still doesn’t make it right; it’s not appropriate for us to be like this.”

Summer Snow’s face turned stem, and she huffed, “Fine. If you don’t let me hug you, I’ll just tell my sister you bullied me once she gets back.”

Greg Jensen was at a complete loss for words.

A sly glint shone in Summer Snow’s eyes as she cooed, “Aww, come on, just lie

with me for a bit.”

“Just for five minutes, okay?”

“Alright!”

Left with no choice, Greg Jensen awkwardly laid beside her, his whole body tensed up, visibly uncomfortable.

“Turn around; I’m not a tiger. I won’t bite.”

Summer Snow tugged at Greg Jensen’s collar, pulling him closer. She snuggled into his embrace like a kitten.

After wriggling around to find a comfortable position, she settled down and closed her eyes contentedly.

Greg Jensen remained completely rigid, unsure whether to hold her or not, with his hands awkwardly suspended in the air.

Summer Snow opened her eyes again, glared at Greg Jensen, and pouted, “Hold

me.”

“Mm.”

With a sigh, Greg Jensen wrapped his arms around her waist.

The warm and soft embrace made his heart surge, especially the faint, elegant scent that made his thoughts race.