Chapter 135


    Chapter 135: The Only Chance


    Benjamin considered himself to be fearless, able to remain calm even in the most dangerous


    situations. However, when it came to Martina, the situation waspletely


    different.


    He did not respond to Simon’s eye contact, as he was quickly pondering the current situation in his


    mind. Visibly, the situation inside was bing increasingly dire and he could no longer bear it.


    Without a word, Benjamin took out a new room key from his pocket, seemingly


    intending to enter the room directly.


    At this moment, Martina was also trying her best to stabilize the situation.


    “Sir, please calm down. Let’s talk things through. I have many wishes, and at the very least, let me fulfill


    them,” Martina pleaded, trying to buy more time. “We have no grudges against each other. You really


    don’t have to treat me this way.”


    Reasoning with a madman waspletely useless.


    Just at that moment, Martina clearly heard a faint movement, as if someone was using


    a room key to open the door. However, the man was so absorbed in his own mental world,


    screaming in agony, that hepletely disregarded these subtle sounds.


    Martina instantly understood that Benjamin had returned. However, the man still had


    the fruit knife pointed at her, and she couldn’t take any risks.


    She racked her brains and suddenly came up with a more daring n. It was as if she


    intentionally spoke to Benjamin outside, “Hey, standing here is tiring. Why don’t we sit down


    and talk?”


    The man gradually snapped out of his own mental world but was once again triggered


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    by Martina’s exceptionally beautiful face.


    “Why should we sit down and talk? Why should I listen to you?” he retorted.


    Martina clenched her teeth. “I’m not asking you to listen to me. I’m just giving you a


    suggestion. How about I count to 3, 2, 1? Let’s give it a try!”


    Benjamin heard every word clearly. He knew this was their only chance, and despite the


    risks involved, he would do everything in his power to protect Martina.


    The man inside the room, of course, refused to agree. He became even more deranged


    and was about to attack Martina directly.


    1!!”


    Benjamin and Martina’s cooperation was seamless. Just as Martina shouted, “3… 2…


    In the next second, the door swung open, revealing a familiar figure standing before


    them.


    Martina, in perfect coordination, quickly crouched down, feeling a chilling breeze passing over her back


    but not facing much threat.


    On the other hand, the man with the fruit knife was kicked away by Benjamin.


    But this man was also mad. Despite being kicked far away, he managed to crawl up


    from the ground in an instant.


    He charged towards Martina again, shouting, “Damn woman! Women are truly no good!


    You go to hell!!!” With the fruit knife about to stab Martina, the situation looked dire.


    Benjamin’s heart tightened, and he instinctively positioned himself in front of Martina.


    A muffled grunt was heard as Benjamin delivered another powerful kick, seemingly


    using all his strength. The man was sent flying and remained unresponsive for quite some


    time.


    But Martina noticed something was wrong; Benjamin seemed to be injured.


    Simon was pale with fear and rushed over, “Boss, are you alright?”


    On Benjamin’s back, there was clearly a fruit knife stuck in, although it was only about a


    tenth of its length, it was still quite serious.


    Benjamin remained silent, as if nothing had happened. If it weren’t for the fine beads of


    sweat forming on his forehead, it would have been hard to notice that he was injured.


    Martina’s voice trembled as she witnessed the scene, “Benjamin


    Had Benjamin gone mad too? In such a dangerous situation, why would he use his own


    body to shield her?? If anything happened to him, Martina knew she would never be able to forgive


    herself.


    Unexpectedly, even at this moment, Benjamin still took the time to reassure Martina,


    “I’m fine, just a minor scrape.”


    Martina wasn’t blind; how could she not see that it was far from a minor scrape? It was


    almost a fatal stab!


    She held Benjamin’s arm and said, “You need a doctor. you


    You’re such a fool! Why did


    save me? Are you out of your mind? What am I supposed to do if something happens to


    you?”


    Perhaps due to the depth of the wound, blood continued to flow from Benjamin’s back,


    and his clothes had already been stained red. Moreover, droplets of blood were falling to


    the ground one by one.


    Martina’s eyes were intensely red, whether it was due to the reflection of blood or some


    other reason.


    Simon was particrly enraged; how dare someoney a hand on his boss right in


    front of him? They must not value their own life!


    The hotel staff quickly arrived and saw the unconscious suspected murderer who had


    been kicked down to the ground, with blood evening from his mouth. They had no ideal


    what had happened earlier.


    The image of Benjamin with a fruit knife stuck in his back was also witnessed by the


    staff. The staff sighed, “This man is truly tough. Even in such a situation, he remains silent.


    He’s got human!”


    However, regardless of the circumstances, the guests had an incident at their hotel, and they had to


    take responsibility for it.


    Martina couldn’t think about anything else; her only thought was to get Benjamin to the


    hospital as quickly as possible.


    Simon instructed the staff to ensure that the suspected murderer was securely detained and not


    released, then quickly went to fetch the car and prepare for departure.


    They had temporarily borrowed the car from thepany where Pierre worked, and it happened to be


    avable for Benjamin to use until they returned it.


    They soon arrived at the hospital.


    After the doctor’s examination, a severe conclusion was reached.


    “This is outrageous! Who did this? Step forward!” the doctor eximed. “If the fruit knife had gone two


    inches further, it would have punctured the lung tube. Even if a divine being came, they couldn’t have


    saved him!”


    Martina was terrified. She had never imagined such a thing happening right before her eyes. How could


    she ept it?


    She asked anxiously, “So, is his condition severe now? Can you quickly stop the bleeding and treat


    him?”


    The doctor sighed, “Currently, the situation is not particrly critical, but he will require rest.


    Additionally, he needs to take his medication twice a day without fail to promote wound healing.”