Chapter 306 President of Los Angeles
After returning to JZL Medical Clinic from TG Company, James wanted to take a nap, but there were too many patients, so he had to help with consultations.
He was busy for half a day, only taking a few sips of tea, and didn't stop until dusk when he saw off the last patient.
He was about to ask Daniel to close the door when he saw a man silently walk in from outside.
The man had a tall and slender build, a thin face, and wore a black hat.
His pale complexion was his most distinctive feature, which was even paler than Kaitlyn's.
"Sir, are you here to see a doctor?" Daniel rubbed his head and greeted him with a smile. "Please, have a seat."
The pale man remained calm and unresponsive to Daniel's words, he walked around JZL Medical Clinic with his hands behind his back.
Then, his gaze fell on James, and he walked over after sizing him up.
Daniel wanted James to rest, "Sir, Dr. Williams has been working all day. How about I take a look at you first?"
The pale man ignored him and sat down in front of James, extending his hand and speaking softly, "You do it."
Daniel wanted to say something, but James gently waved him off. "Alright, sir, let me take a look."
Although James found the man a bit strange and exuded an indescribable aura, he respected the patient's privacy and didn't pry.
James extended three fingers and placed them on the pale man's wrist, then closed his eyes slightly.
In no time,, James opened his eyes in surprise and glanced at the pale man.
The pale man didn't ask any questions, just looked at James with interest.
James took a deep breath, closing his eyes again to focus on the man's pulse.
Daniel felt a slight unease, a sense of gravity appearing on his face.
With James's medical skills, he could usually diagnose a condition within ten seconds, but today he needed a second check.
This pale man's condition was quite peculiar.
Another thirty seconds passed, and James opened his eyes, withdrew his fingers from the pale man's wrist, stood up, and bowed with a smile. "So, it's a fellow practitioner. My apologies for the lack of respect."
Daniel was stunned. A fellow practitioner? Could this pale man also be a doctor? Was he here to challenge them?
Hearing James's words, the pale man's eyes narrowed, hiding his surprise, and then he smiled indifferently, "What? What are you exactly talking about? What is my condition?"
"Your pulse is calm, and although you are sixty years old, you have the vitality of a thirty-year-old. Your body is in its prime," James looked at the pale man calmly. "If you weren't also a highly skilled practitioner, it would be impossible to maintain your body so well. Moreover, your mastery of the Abyssal Heart Sutra is exceptional, not only healing old injuries but also strengthening your meridians. In terms of both medicine and martial arts, you are indeed a fellow practitioner."
James smiled, "I just don't know if you're here to make friends or to challenge me."
"Come on, Dr. Williams, stop joking. Can you really diagnose someone's practice method?" Daniel couldn't help but gape, "Are you joking with the patient?"
James chuckled, "I not only know that he practices the Abyssal Heart Sutra, but I also know he has mastered the lost art of 'Fingertip Finesse.'"
His gaze fixed on the pale man's fingers, sensing a great danger from the seemingly ordinary fingertips.
Daniel was completely bewildered.
The pale man smiled softly, "A young hero indeed."
In the next moment, he leaned forward, releasing a violent aura.
The overwhelming power and pressure made James feel like he was facing a raging storm.
This was the pale man's world of life and death, and James was just an ant in it.
"What... what are you doing?" Daniel instinctively stepped forward, but before he could get close, the pale man flicked a finger, sending him flying and groaning on the ground.
James was shocked, realizing this man was indeed formidable, but he had no enmity with him.
At the same time, an unprecedented excitement filled James's body.
Instead of retreating, James stood firm like a spear and punched towards the man's chest.
The pale man smiled again, then raised his left hand gently.
A seemingly ordinary white palm reached for James's fist.
James's eyelids twitched, but he remained fearless!
He never underestimated any opponent, but he also wouldn't doubt his own strength.
Without hesitation, he punched out.
When fist met palm, there was a soft sound, surprisingly low-key and gentle, without any earth-shattering noise.
However, a strong wind blew in the void, making their clothes flutter.
Almost simultaneously, the chairs James and the pale man were sitting on shattered into dozens of pieces.
James retreated several steps, hitting the wall and coughing, almost spitting out blood.
The pale man also took two steps back, a look of surprise in his eyes.
He hadn't expected James to withstand the blow. He had thought James would at least be on his knees, spitting blood.
He showed a look of appreciation.
At that moment, a black light flashed, fast and fierce, aiming straight for the pale man's throat.
James instinctively shouted, "No!"
The sword light paused, its speed slowing, and its killing intent reduced significantly.
Even so, the black light still carried a sharp momentum.
Seeing the sword light, the pale man's eyes showed surprise again, and he pointed a finger.
With a crisp sound, the black light was dispelled by his finger, disappearing instantly, and a force sent Francis flying.
Francis remained expressionless, twisting in the air before landing, his left foot stepping on the threshold to steady himself.
The threshold now had several cracks.
His hand holding the black sword remained steady as a mountain.
He was about to strike again but was stopped by James.
"Why did you hit him?" Daniel got up and shouted at the pale man. "Are you here to challenge us?"
The pale man ignored Daniel's shouting, took a step forward, and smiled at James. "I didn't expect such hidden talents in this small clinic. Moreover, given your age, excelling in both medicine and martial arts, and remaining humble. It's truly commendable. No wonder Richard speaks so highly of you. You are indeed a rare genius."
As he spoke, he waved his left hand, and all his hostility and killing intent disappeared, returning to the gentle demeanor he had when he first appeared.
Seeing that the man had no killing intent and that his earlier strike was just a test, James stopped Daniel from calling the police.
Francis also retreated but continued to watch the pale man coldly, ready to strike if anything went wrong.
"You know Richard?" Seeing the man mention Richard, James asked, "What is your purpose in coming here today?"
The man's strength exceeded James's expectations, even stronger than anyone he had encountered, but he didn't know him, so he was puzzled.
"My purpose? It is simple," The pale man clasped his hands behind his back, his voice sharp and indifferent. "First, I'm here to give you a gift. Bryan will soon come to trouble you."
James's face changed slightly, "Has Bryan made a breakthrough in martial arts?"
The pale man didn't explain, continuing with what he had to say. "Second, to see if your medical skills are as legendary as they say. Third, to hit you once to seek justice for Larry."
James's face changed, "Are you from Secure Horizon Services?"
The pale man ignored James and calmly stated his purpose. "Fourth, to settle your grievances with the Mystic Alliance."
James's eyes narrowed, "A life-and-death battle?"
The pale man raised one hand, a black wooden token embedding itself into the wooden table. He turned and walked towards the door, speaking without looking back, "From now on, you are the president of the Mystic Alliance Los Angeles. In three months, take this token and take over Secure Horizon Services, reorganize the members, and our grievances will be settled."
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