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On the other side, Norman Holmes drove straight home to his apartment complex. As soon as he pulled into the underground parking, he saw a middle-aged man approaching from not far ahead.
Seeing this person, Normanâs expression immediately turned grim. He whispered, âGo home with the kid first; Iâve got something to deal with.â
Jayleneâs face turned pale as she urged, âNorman, maybe we should just leave together. If it really comes to it, we could hide in the car and call the police.â
âItâs no use.â
With a stern face, Norman looked at the middle-aged man in the distance and, without turning back to his wife, pushed her slightly, urging, âGo quickly. If it really comes to a fight, I wonât be able to watch out for you.â
Realizing she would only distract him more, Jaylene relented, âThen be careful. The child and 1 will wait for you at home.â
âMhm, donât worry.â
âYou really must be careful.â
Jaylene left, looking back every two steps.
Norman was fixated on the middle-aged man and said, âMaster Hugh, long
time no see.â
Hugh Simmons jokingly replied, âYeah, itâs been a long time indeed. But you didnât want to see me, did you?â
âWishful thinking, and yet you still showed up, didnât you?â
Norman spoke indifferently, âSo what is it this time? You want an arm or a leg?â
âCould you just hand it over if I told you what I wanted?â
âYouâre thinking too much.â
Hughâs smile faded as he said flatly, â1 want your life!â
âRight, with Kenny Walkerâs vengeful nature, how could he possibly let me go?â Norman smirked at his self-mockery, pulled a baseball bat out from under the car seat, and without another word, charged towards Hugh.
Whoosh!
He closed in quickly, the baseball bat whooshing through the air as he swung it viciously down.
Hugh deftly stepped aside to dodge the bat and then moved swiftly forward one step, landing a punch squarely on Normanâs chest.
The latter stumbled back involuntarily.
A step slow is every step slow!
Hugh advanced with quick, short steps. His punches, like raindrops, pattered incessantly against Normanâs chest.
Norman felt his chest go numb, losing nearly all his strength, and his body softened.
Bam!
The final punch landed on his face, and like a broken sack, he crashed to the ground.
In just one round, the famous top thug of Riverhaven County lay directly on the ground.
From beginning to end, Norman didnât even have a chance to fight back.
He tried to struggle to his feet but couldnât muster any strength.
Hugh looked down on him from above and said coolly, âOut of respect for our past association, 1â11 leave you with an intact corpse.
With that, he lifted his foot and stomped down hard on Normanâs chest. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Purk!
Blood gushed out instantly.
Normanâs eyes flipped, and he breathed his last.
Just as Hugh was about to bend down to check if he was dead, Bobby Prince and Bryce Cooke just happened to arrive.
âSecond bossâ¦â
Seeing Norman lying on the ground, they immediately grew anxious and, brandishing machetes, charged forward.
Hugh frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, then turned and disappeared into the darkness.
Bobby and his crew hadnât been worth his attention, but continuing the fray risked drawing the patrols, and that would be troublesome.
Still, he was fairly confident about his skills; that last kick had surely sent Norman to his grave.
Whether he saw it or not, the outcome wouldnât change.
He sent a message to Mark Walker to tell him the job was done, then returned
to the martial arts gym to rest.
He had just gotten back to Riverhaven County today, hadnât even had time to rest, when he received a message from Kenny Walker.
So, after cleaning up at the gym, he went to sleep.
Early the next morning, just as the sky began to brighten, the phone suddenly rang.
Hugh Simmons picked up his phone and saw that it was from Kenny Walker. Although he was displeased, he still answered the call.
âMr. Walker, what commands do you have so early?â
âMaster Hugh, Norman Holmes isnât dead.â
Kenny Walkerâs tone was urgent but his attitude was still fairly decent.
Upon hearing this, Hugh Simmons was stunned and said, âImpossible. My stomp surely killed him.â
Kenny Walker was also somewhat displeased, âWhy would I lie to you about this? Norman Holmes was taken to Riverhaven Hospital last night.â
Hugh Simmons frowned and said, âIâll go again later. This time Iâll make sure heâs dead.â
Kenny Walker sighed and said, âGoing now, they will surely be on guard. Letâs talk about âOld Twoâ Norman later. As long as he doesnât cause me trouble, that will do.
If youâre free, take care of the other one first.â
âThe one named Greg Jensen?â
âYes, him.â
Kenny Walker did not forget to remind, âMaster Hugh, this man has cost me quite a bit of business, you must kill him.â
âAlright, leave it to me,â Hugh Simmons agreed readily.
Kenny Walkerâs tone softened, and he chuckled, âThen Iâll leave it to you, Master Hugh. Iâll transfer that million to you in a bit.â
âHmmâ¦â
Dawn.
Greg Jensen awoke from his dream, pulled back the blanket to look, and saw Lois Abbott curled up like a sleeping child in his arms, clinging tightly to him.
Feeling the smoothness in his arms and seeing the snow-white skin, a fiery passion ignited within him.
âHow about⦠having a buffet?â
Greg Jensenâs lips curled into a sly smile as he kissed her deeply.
âStop it, this early in the morning, mmmâ¦â
More than half an hour later, Greg Jensen went to the bathroom and ran some hot water, then lifted the half-asleep Lois Abbott and sat down with her in the bathtub.
Lois Abbott grumbled dissatisfiedly, âWhat are you doing, Iâm still not awake yet.â
âIf we donât get up now, the sun is going to burn our butts.â
Greg Jensen stirred the hot water, helped her clean up a bit, then said, Hurry up and wash, we have to go check on the new storeâs renovations.â
âYou go ahead, I want to sleep a little more. If it wonât work, just take Summer along.â
âAlright then, you sleep.â
Greg Jensen, feeling the slight increase in his True Qi, was in high spirits. Not wanting to persist with Lois Abbott, he freshened up a bit and left the bedroom. He knocked on the neighboring door, but when no one responded after a long time, he figured Summer was probably still sleeping, and with a helpless shake of his head,
âThey really are sisters.â
After casually having breakfast on the street, he arrived at the fruit and vegetable supermarket.
Inside, Amber Hall led a few employees from Peach Blossom Village who were in internship with the senior staff.
Greg Jensen did not walk over but stood at the corner and waived at Amber Hall.
Seeing Greg Jensen, Amber Hallâs eyes lit up with excitement, gleaming with joy as she ran over, grinning.
âMr. Jensen, good morning.â
âGood morning to you, too.â
Greg Jensen smiled and asked, âHow are you getting on with the business?â âIâve almost got it, but the computerized inventory system is a bit difficult,â Amber Hall said.
She was not young anymore, and her educational background was not very high. Before this, she had hardly ever used a computer, and now she suddenly had to learn to use one and master the inventory management system, which truly was a difficult challenge for her.
âNo worries, just learn slowly, thereâs no rush,â said Greg Jensen with a smile to comfort her, and then he said, âGo get ready and come to the office later. Iâll take you to see the new store.â
âOkay.â
Amber Hall immediately beamed with happiness. She was eager to go out with Greg Jensen and was naturally very pleased.
Greg Jensen asked in a low voice, âBy the way, donât mention my stuff to those people for now, got it?â