The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 55

Finnegan seemed to be there to thrash the scene.

While dealing with those people, he almost smashed half of the furniture inside the lobby.

Seeing how Finnegan was about to defeat all his subordinates and even tear down the bar, Rocky grimaced and brandished his dual blades.

He roared and charged forward, stepping on tables and couches.

When he reached three meters away from Finnegan, Rocky leaped into the air and swung his dual blades at Finnegan's neck, seemingly planning to cut off Finnegan's head.

Before the ferocious assault came within proximity, Finnegan sensed the attack directed at him.

He slightly narrowed his eyes and jumped aside to dodge Rocky's strike. At the same time, he threw a punch at Rocky's face, breaking all of the latter's teeth.

Rocky was momentarily stunned because he didn't anticipate Finnegan's swift reaction. Then, he violently thrust his dual blades at Finnegan again.

Finnegan stood in his spot and swayed slightly to evade all of Rocky's attacks.

Rocky's astonishment intensified as Finnegan's immense abilities were beyond his expectation.

He increased his attacking speed to test out whether he could hurt Finnegan.

Rocky believed Finnegan's death would be inevitable if he could land one hit on the latter with his weapon.

“Are you done playing? It's my turn now.”

Finnegan appeared to have lost his interest in prolonging the fight. He disregarded the fatal sharp blades and stretched out his hands.

Rocky felt his arms turn sore. The next second, he noticed Finnegan was wielding his dual blades. How did this happen?

Before he could react, Finnegan flourished the blades. “This is how you should use this weapon!”

The blades turned into a blur as Finnegan began swinging them significantly faster than Rocky. Only the howls of wind could be heard, and hints of the blades' afterimages were visible.

Subsequently, Rocky's clothes were sliced into broken pieces and fell to the ground.

His garments became tattered and ruined in just a few moments.

Rocky's body was also drenched in a cold sweat. If Finnegan intended to kill me, I'm sure I would've died countless times.

Nevertheless, Finnegan wasn't about to let Rocky off so easily. He booted the latter's chest forcefully.

Following a loud thud, Rocky was sent flying backward while spewing a mouthful of blood. He crashed heavily into a couch and rolled on the ground with the furniture.

After that, he coughed up another mouthful of blood and felt his body completely drained of energy.

Even Rocky, who was capable of fighting a dozen men at a time, wasn't Finnegan's match. Rocky's remaining subordinates didn't dare to move an inch as they gazed fearfully at Finnegan.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The sound of someone clapping their hands rang out all of a sudden. A corpulent man in his fifties limped out from one side while giving Finnegan a round of applause. Trailing behind him were over twenty men in black, obviously a different group from Rocky's subordinates.

Rocky croaked, “Mr. Calandrino.”

The newcomer was Tyrone Calandrino, the head of Jadeborough's underworld.

After glancing at Rocky, Tyrone slowly moved forward while sizing Finnegan up. “I was wondering who was the daredevil who dared cause a scene on my turf. It turns out to be you, Mr. Larkin. You're indeed a courageous young man.”

Leonardo, who met with Finnegan previously, bowed and greeted, “Hello, Mr. Larkin.”

What?

Rocky and the others were astounded. The young man with dreadlocks gaped at the scene with widened eyes. Why are Mr. Calandrino and Leo treating this guy with such politeness?

Finnegan wasn't surprised Tyrone recognized him. After all, it was only natural for Tyrone, the head of Jadeborough's underworld, to investigate him since Alisha was serving him in the city.

Finnegan was never convinced Python was merely executing Killian's orders. How would an ordinary thug dare to act in such an unrestrained manner without his boss' permission?

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