A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 188 I Dare You

Almost at the same time, Finnegan took a step forward and kicked a pebble toward the lead bodyguard.

The latter instinctively sidestepped to avoid it.

However, by the time he turned around, Finnegan was already standing in front of him, gripping his holding hand.

As Finnegan tightened his grip, a crisp snap rang out.

gun-

The lead bodyguard grunted in pain, his wrist broken by Finnegan, while his firearm fell to the ground.

The two bodyguards protecting Yuvan exclaimed in surprise, “Sir!”

The lead bodyguard, grimacing in pain, roared, “Quick, get Mr. Lowe out of here!”

He knew his men couldn’t stop Finnegan. The top priority was to ensure Yuvan’s safety.

Otherwise, if Yuvan were to be killed, all of them would die alongside him.

Meanwhile, Finnegan slammed his knee into the lead bodyguard’s abdomen with such force that it broke several of

his ribs. Without a second thought, he tossed the man onto the ground, turning around indifferently.

His icy gaze intimidated the two bodyguards who were about to escort Yuvan away.

Yuvan’s body was tensed as he shivered uncontrollably.

etheably

He finally understood what true fear yet he

was

yet he

maintained his

cook at Finnegan.

The two bodyguards exchanged a glance, simultaneously drawing their guns.

The moment they drew their weapons, Finnegan waved his hand, and two silver needles whizzed past.

The two bodyguards felt a sudden numbness in their wrists, causing them to lose control and drop their firearms.

Seizing the opportunity, Finnegan rushed forward, his legs sweeping across in a wide arc. The two bodyguards were

sent flying, landing heavily more than ten meters away. They curled up, unable to utter a single sound.

Then, with a swift turn of his hand, he grabbed Yuvan by the throat.

The lead bodyguard grimaced in pain as he shouted, “You can’t touch Mr. Lowe. His father is the director- general

of the Durbaine Department of Defense!”

The director-general of the Durbaine Department of Defense was the equivalent of a one-star general.

Mandy had a realization and quickly said, “Finnegan, maybe we should let it go?”

Little Tyrant comes from a very powerful background!

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Finnegan slowly lifted Yuvan by the neck. “So what?”

He threw Yuvan into the air, then swiftly raised his right leg before slamming it down on Yuvan’s body and pressing

him into the ground, breaking two of the latter’s ribs.

Yuvan, who had been silent for the past two days, finally let out a groan.

Finnegan stepped down on him tightly. “Any last words?”

Yuvan discovered that he could speak.

Enduring the pain, he snarled, “You b*stard, how dare you lay a hand on me? My father is the director- general of

the Durbaine Department of Defense; my aunt is the daughter-in-law of the Weatherby family; my cousin is the

most powerful scion in Durbaine; I-”

Pift!

Finnegan increased the pressure on his foot, causing Yuvan to cough up a mouthful of fresh blood as his face grew

increasingly pale.

“I asked you for your last words, not your threats! Or perhaps you have nothing more to say? In that case…”

Right then, Finnegan stomped his foot down on Yuvan’s right elbow.

Crack! The elbow shattered.

Yuvan’s eyes widened as he let out a cry of pain.

Mandy shuddered, covering her mouth in surprise.

He actually has the guts to do it?

Not only was Mandy shocked, but the few bodyguards who hadn’t fainted were also dumbfounded.

They couldn’t believe that Finnegan would actually lay a hand on Yuvan. Yet, to Finnegan, it seemed as if he had

done something trivial.

He lifted his leg and forcefully brought it down again. Crushing Yuvan’s right elbow this time.

The pain was so overwhelming that Yuvan didn’t even have the strength to scream. His eyes rolled back and he

passed out immediately.

Finnegan turned toward Yuvan’s legs.

He wanted to take Yuvan’s life but won’t give the latter a quick death.

“Finnegan!”

At that moment, Brutus arrived with his men, with Yasmine following behind them.

Upon seeing Yuvan’s pitiful stafe, Yasmine exclaimed, “Finnegan, I know you’re angry, but he’s still a child. Do you

really need to be so harsh with a kid?”

Finnegan’s brows furrowed as he swiftly launched a silver needle with a backhand throw.

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The needle imperceptibly penetrated Yasmine’s body.

The angry Yasmine suddenly fell silent, mirroring exactly Yuvan’s situation earlier.

Finnegan lowered his hand. “A child? Have you ever seen a child so cruel and malicious?”

Pointing at the people from the Wahlstrom and Langdon families lying on the ground, he asked, “What kind of child

could torment a group of adults into such a state?”

Yasmine wanted to speak but the words just wouldn’t come out.

In her desperation, she quickly gave Brutus a push.

With a gloomy face, Brutus waved his hand.

Over twenty members of Daragon Force quickly spread out, each one pointing a gun at Finnegan.

It was clear that if Finnegan made any sudden moves, they wouldn’t hesitate to shoot.

Brutus stepped forward and said, “Finnegan, you’ve intentionally harmed others. I now declare you arrest. If you

resist, you will be executed on the spot!”

Despite facing over twenty gun barrels, Finnegan remained calm.

“In that case, let them shoot!”

With his right hand hanging low, a bunch of silver needles were being prepared to be thrown out.

If the men made the slightest move, they would be killed on the spot immediately.

As for the consequences…

Finnegan no longer cared about the consequences, all he knew was that his parents had been hurt.

The inability to protect his own parents would mean that he was a failure as a human being.