Chapter 513 Let Me Experience It
"You all..." Dr. Rhys looked a bit puzzled.
"Dr. Rhys, take us with you. We want to avenge Ms. Medici and vent our anger, too!"
The chef wielded a frying pan, while the other servants brandished their own "weapons" such as brooms, pruning shears, and extendable poles for cleaning ceilings.
In their previous lives, they had used actual weapons!
Once they recognized Abella as their leader, they assumed their current roles as the chef and gardener in the household.
Now, witnessing Abella's injuries, they felt compelled to retaliate!
"If all of you depart, who will prepare meals for Ms. Medici? Who will attend to her laundry? Who will maintain her quarters?" Dr. Rhys asserted his command. "Everyone, return!"
"I have already prepared the meal, and it is being kept warm in the kitchen for Ms. Medici to have upon waking."
"I have meticulously ironed all the clothing Ms. Medici will require. Even if I perish, these garments will suffice for a month."
"I've trimmed all the plants; they won't need cutting for two weeks."
"Dr. Rhys, take us with you. Seeing Ms. Medici hurt like this, we feel terrible."
"We want to do something for Ms. Medici, or we'll regret it for the rest of our lives."
"Don't underestimate us. When we were out in the world, you were just a kid!"
"Yeah."
Recognizing their loyalty, Dr. Rhys finally relented. "Alright, but proceed with caution. If the situation becomes perilous, withdraw. Ms. Medici will require your assistance when she regains consciousness. Please ensure that none of you end up in harm's way, as I wouldn't know how to explain it to her."
"Don't worry, Dr. Rhys, we won't die!"
They were committed to living a fulfilling life and remaining dedicated to serving Abella, as they felt a debt of gratitude towards her that remained unpaid. Meanwhile, Sam received a message from Dr. Rhys, muttered a few curses, and then turned to Phillipe beside him, saying, "Ms. Medici's back is still injured, and the wound is open. Her abdomen was also impacted. Whoever did this, I will ensure they face severe consequences.."
Split open?
Phillipe's heart ached again, his dark eyes turning cold and icy.
At this moment, he led two major gangs, standing in front of Umbra Castle, exuding a powerful aura.
The three leaders, having been informed, arrived gradually with a group of over a hundred people. Craig, the eldest among them, maintained a serene and benevolent smile.
"Mr. Bourbon and Boss A, are you sure you want to make an enemy of our Umbra League over a woman?"
They believed that Abella was affiliated with Boss A. Phillipe's direct involvement with two gangs in this area was perceived as a way to retaliate against Boss A for his association with Abella. Upon hearing this, Sam found it rather amusing. "Do we need to set an appointment to become enemies? Who do you think you are!"
Just a small, insignificant organization and they dared to act so arrogantly in front of them?
"Our Umbra League has already lost more than half of our people," Craig said with a smile.
Initially, Phillipe and Abella had invaded the Umbra League's territory, resulting in the deaths of Fred and numerous Umbra League members.
Subsequently, a group of mercenaries surrounded Abella and Nicole, only to be defeated.
"Now, we have only a little over a hundred people left."
Before Craig could finish, Sam laughed. "What, scared? Let me tell you, it's too late!"
'Daring to harm Ms. Medici and now asking for mercy? Too late!'
Craig smiled serenely. "I was about to mention, with just over a hundred people remaining, losing would make you a laughingstock throughout Triangle City."
Two major gangs were unable to defeat just over a hundred people.
They wouldn't be able to show their faces around here anymore!
"Check out this guy; why is he so smug?" Sam chuckled. "Today, I'll demonstrate the might of The A Gang! Everyone, make way!"
He wanted to take on the challenge personally!
As only one member of the Umbra League stepped up to fight, Sam couldn't resist taunting him upon seeing his pale complexion and fierce gaze.
"Dressed like neither a man nor a ghost, is this the best your Umbra League can do?"
In an instant, the mercenary attacked, causing Sam to double over in pain, unable to stand upright.
What had this guy consumed to become so powerful?
He felt like his spleen, stomach, and kidneys were shattered.
The crucial moment was when the opponent struck. Sam didn't see it coming, only a shadow descending onto his abdomen.
It hurt so much.
"What the hell." Tony couldn't believe it. He turned to Phillipe. "Mr. Bourbon, did you see that? The speed, the force."
It was beyond human capability!
"I saw it." Phillipe also noticed something strange. No normal person could have such speed and strength.
Sam was usually tough-skinned and thick-skinned; he shouldn't have taken such a hit.
With his abilities, he shouldn't have been unable to dodge.
It could only mean the opponent's speed was extremely fast, and his strength surpassed Sam's.
Gabriel suggested, "Mr. Bourbon, could they be the rumored drug-enhanced individuals? Injected with different substances from a young age, their bodies may have mutated, transforming them into superhuman beings with extraordinary strength and resilience."
Tony grasped the concept. "So, Ms. Medici wasn't attacked by an eight-hundred-pound man but by these anomalous beings?"
"I knew it. Ms. Medici is so powerful; how could she get hurt so badly?" Ernest seemed to have figured it out. "It was these freaks who hurt her. I'm going to teach them a lesson!"
"Don't go..." Tony couldn't stop him.
Ernest approached the opponent, whistling, and gestured, "Hey, look here."
He swiftly threw a punch, aiming to impart a lesson. However, the opponent's speed surpassed his expectations.
In a single swift motion, Ernest's arm was twisted, causing him such intense pain that tears filled his eyes.
If Sam hadn't attacked the freak, Ernest's arm might have been broken in the next second.
Terrifying.
Too terrifying!
As the Abella's loyal assistants, they couldn't even overcome a single intruder.
In that instant, Sam was hoisted by the intruder and hurled back into the midst of The A Gang. Tony had to step back several paces to catch him.
"Sam!"
"Sam, are you okay?"
A group of onlookers encircled Sam, casting worried glances at Ernest. Despite his desire to seek retribution for Abella, Ernest charged forward, landing punches on the assailant's eyes, nose, and mouth, delivering powerful blows to his heart and stomach.
The freak pushed him back several steps, causing the crowd to rush to his aid. "Ernest!"
They exclaimed, realizing the severity of the situation as the freak displayed immense strength.
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