My Doctor Son-in-law, Clarence

Chapter 182: Dom Again?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Half an hour later, Master Dunn ran back to the living room with a face full of excitement.

Ronda asked curiously, “Master Dunn, where have you been?

“Why is your face so red?”

Master Dunn coughed. “I went to the bathroom. I was a little constipated, so that’s why my face is red.”

At that moment, Clarence walked into the living room, his face looking a little pale as a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead. “Brother Sullivan, Master Sanders is alright now, and I’ve already gotten rid of the poison in her body.

“But she’s still a little weak and needs to rest for a few days!

“By the way, have the room cleaned and the windows opened for ventilation.”

Bart was pleasantly surprised. “Master Sanders is alright now?

“Okay!

“I’ll have it all taken care of right away.”

Bart hurried back into the room, the others following.

Once inside the room, it finally became clear why Clarence had asked Bart to open the windows for ventilation and to clean the room.

There was a large amount of dark, mysterious fluid on the ground. It appeared to be the poisoned blood from Leah’s body.

Along with a lot of vomit.

The smell filled the room, making the people inside nauseous.

“It stinks.” Ronda walked out of the room in disgust.

Bart rushed to the bed and saw Leah lying there, breathing smoothly but still unconscious. He was a little relieved.

Bart thanked Clarence as they headed back to the living room. “Master Howard, thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome. I’m going home first. Contact me immediately if Master Sanders needs anything else.” Clarence shook his head, still looking pale.

After the battle with Leah’s soul, saving her life with Thirteen Hell’s Gate Acupuncture, and using the power of the necklace with a cross, Clarence was exhausted.

“Okay.”

Bart nodded and escorted Clarence out of the villa himself.

As soon as they left, Master Dunn pulled out his phone. “Hello, help me look up a guy named Clarence Howard. I want all the information you can find on him.”

Clarence got into the car and left North Star Mansion.

Kate and Bill sat next to Clarence.

Kate saw Clarence’s pale face and asked in concern, “Are you okay?”

Clarence smiled. “Do I look like something’s wrong with me?”

“Yes!”

Kate nodded and looked at Clarence in doubt. “You’ve only saved someone’s life. Why do you look like you just got back from the battlefield?”

“It’s no different from the battlefield.” Clarence smiled helplessly.

Then, he changed the subject. “They begged me just now. You’re not going to go back on our bet, are you?”

“You...” Kate glared at Clarence. “So you haven’t forgotten about it?”

Clarence chuckled playfully. “Of course not. How could I forget about having such a beautiful girl protecting me?”

Kate froze before immediately flying into a rage. “How dare you tease me?

“Watch out!”

She reached out and slapped Clarence’s forehead.

Bang...

Clarence felt as if his insides were about to crumble. He felt himself spinning as his body began to feel weightless.

“Ahh...”

Kate screamed, her face pale with fear as she held Clarence tightly.

The car they had been in was just hit violently by something. It flew straight up.

Clang!

The car flew down and hit the ground hard.

After having done three or four spins in the air, it skidded a hundred meters before hitting a concrete pier at the side of the road.

Clarence felt dizzy, his mouth bittersweet. He spat some blood out.

Kate and Bill were both martial artists and had vital energy to protect them, so they were fine.

However, the driver had hit his head on the steering wheel, cracked his skull, and died instantly.

Kate looked nervous. “Clarence, are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Ahem...” Clarence shook his head and coughed up some more blood.

“You’re fine? You’re vomiting blood.” Kate took out her handkerchief and threw it to Clarence.

Bill looked out the window solemnly. “We have a problem!”

The accident had happened just outside of the downtown area, next to a bridge going across the river. It was not rush hour, so there was very little traffic on both sides of the road and few pedestrians.

What had hit them was a mud truck loaded with red bricks, weighing dozens of tons. It had not given Clarence any chance to survive.

If not for the five-centimeter steel plate around Bill’s bulletproof car, Clarence and the rest would have already been crushed into meatloaves.

After the crash, three black vans surrounded Clarence’s car and braked.

More than thirty people came down at one go.

Every one of them was dressed in fighting clothes, with strange weapons in their hands.

Clarence knew right away that these were not ordinary people.

They blocked up Clarence and the rest’s escape routes.

A seemingly albino man with white hair, side bangs, and a pale face stepped out of one of the vans.

Bill and Kate’s hearts sank at the sight of the man. “The seventh fighter of Dom’s... Rattlesnake!”

“Dom again?” Clarence frowned.

Rattlesnake was not very tall—about 5 feet and 7 inches tall.

However, he could send a terrifying chill down anyone’s spine, just like a venomous snake.

Rattlesnake looked coldly at Clarence and the rest, and he ordered, “Kill them all.”

“Yes!”

Dozens of people rushed toward Clarence and the rest.

Bill shouted, “Get out of the car!”

If they were stuck in a car, they would not be able to move. They would be dead meat.

Bill kicked the door open. Then, Kate pulled Clarence out of the car and ran.

They would be safe once they got to a place with a crowd. No matter how tough Rattlesnake was, he dared not kill people downtown.

“Run to the opposite side. It’s downtown once you cross the bridge!” shouted Bill.

They protected Clarence as they headed to the other side of the bridge.

Rattlesnake sneered. “You want to run?”

With that said, three more black Mercedes vans also appeared on the other side of the bridge, blocking the front.

There was also a woman in her late 30s. She was voluptuous, beautiful, and had long legs. She had a whip pinned to her waist and a faint purple tattoo on her neck.

Bill’s face went pale. “Dom’s seventh fighter... Datura!

“I’m surprised you guys came to Mediterranean City in broad daylight.”

Datura beamed at Bill. “Tsk tsk, I didn’t expect Roger’s two kids to be protecting him.

“Now I can kill three people my master wants dead.”

Bill stepped in front of Clarence. “Haha, forget it. This is Mediterranean City. My dad and his men will be here in ten minutes tops.

“None of you are going anywhere. ”

Rattlesnake sauntered up with his men. “Unfortunately, we only need three minutes to kill you.

“Ten minutes? I could kill you three times, then!”

Datura pulled her whip out of her belt and cracked it in the air, a crackling sound coming from it. “Don’t waste time. Kill them and go.”

“Kill!”

Nearly a hundred people rushed toward Clarence and Bill.

They were all good fighters. One of them could hold their own against ten people.

Bill seemed to be struggling. The three of them were no match for nearly one hundred martial artists, let alone Rattlesnake and Datura themselves.

‘We’re dead meat!’

Bill’s mind raced.

Suddenly, he turned around, grabbed Clarence with one hand and Kate with the other, ran to the edge of the bridge, and pushed them both into the water.

“Bill...”

Kate paled with fear as she fell through the air, and tears gushed out of her eyes. “What are you doing?”

Bill smiled. “Katie, it looks like I’m going to die today.

“Stay alive. Mom died early, so you have to stop talking back to Dad.”

“No...”

Kate let out a heart-wrenching roar.

Clarence also could not help shouting, “Brother Bill!”

The two flew out off the bridge.. The moment they fell into the water, they saw the martial artists’ weapons stab into Bill’s body and blood gush out of him.