Chapter 125


    Those security guards knew that Zayne was Jeffred Church, the hospital director’s eldest son.


    As soon as they heard that Zayne had spoken, all of them immediately approached Kingsley.


    "Boy! You Peking don''t know anything, do you? How dare you make trouble in Hill Crest Hospital


    protected by me?"


    The head of the group was a muscr man with a hideous scar that ran across his entire face. It


    was obvious that he was not someone one could offend. He put the electric baton on his shoulder,


    struck it up and down, and said ruthlessly, "You Peking dare to make trouble in the ce where I,


    Scarface Louie, am at? Are you Peking tired of living?"


    Looking at Scarface Louie''s bulging muscles, Zayne waved his fists excitedly and thundered,


    "Louie! This kid is actually capable. Last time, he injured Dr. Lynch. If you take him down, I will ask


    my dad to give you a 50% raise in your sry."


    Hearing this, Scarface Louie and the men behind him all became enthusiastic.


    Scarface Louie smirked and said to Kingsley, "Brat, it seems that I have to thank you. If you didn''t


    hurt Dr. Lynchst time, how would Director Church hire us to be here with a high sry?"


    As he spoke, he flicked his wrist and pointed the electric baton at Kingsley. "Since you have our


    gratitude, I will give you a chance. Kneel down and apologize to Zayne, and I will spare you the pain


    of the flesh."


    Zayne immediately raised his chin and said arrogantly, "Yes, if you kneel down and bow three times


    to me, I can spare your life for the time being."


    Seeing that Kingsley was still standing there motionless, Scarface Louie snorted coldly. "Hey, we


    can do it the easy way or the hard way, you know!"


    "Yes! Louie! Go straight on and take this kid down!" Zayne cursed as he stomped his feet.


    "Since this trash is so shameless, let''s show


    him what we got."


    Watching the two of them shouting together, Kingsley remained still. His eyes were extremely cold,


    but there was hardly any emotion on his face.


    "My eldest sister is in surgery, so I don''t want to kill anyone at the door of her operating room. I will


    give you onest chance. Get out of here immediately."


    His voice was t, but it was full of killing intent.


    Feeling the cold murderous aura, Scarface Louie shook his head a little unnaturally, thenughed


    drily. In a stern voice, he said, "Haha, haha. Boy, how dare you act boldly in front of me when your


    death is imminent? Aren’t you afraid I will chop off your little arms and legs?"


    Kingsley narrowed his eyes slightly. "If you could, feel free to try it."


    "F*ck? You dare to taunt me?" Scarface Louie waspletely furious by now. "Today, I will show


    you my strength!"


    While speaking, he waved his hand and shouted to the men behind him who were wearing their


    security hats crookedly, "You guys! Take him down!"


    As soon as the words fell, those vicious young men slowly approached Kingsley with their batons


    swaying.


    Zayne excitedly punched twice in the air and bellowed, "F*ck! Since you dare to stand in the way of


    my future, I have to let you know what it means to be powerful!"


    The doctors and nurses who were watching all knew that Scarface Louie was a ruthless character,


    so they covered their eyes and dared not look on directly for fear of seeing the tragic scene of


    Kingsley''s blood spurting out on the spot.


    Then, an elderly doctor tried to persuade in a low voice, saying, "Young man, take a step back and


    calm down. I think you should apologize to Dr. Church."


    Hearing this, Zayne immediately looked angry and said displeasedly, "Professor Gershwin, this


    matter has nothing to do with you. You''d better mind your own business."


    Immediately, several young doctors echoed after him.


    "That''s right! Since this kid dares to provoke Dr. Church, he deserves to be beaten up. What are


    you trying to do?"


    "Professor Gershwin, you should stay quiet. You are so old. Why are you still talking so much?"


    "You..." n Gershwin''s gray beard shook with anger, and his voice trembled slightly. "For the


    benefit of the sick, we must practice with warmth, sympathy, and understanding. Are people like you


    worthy of being doctors?"


    "F*ck, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Scarface Louie red at n. "Do you want to


    taste my fists too? "


    n pointed at Scarface Louie and scolded, "The hospital is a sacred ce to save and heal the


    wounded. How can you reckless people stay here and abuse this ce?"


    As soon as Professor Gershwin''s voice fell, Scarface Louie suddenly threw the electric baton at


    him.


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    Bang!


    A muffled sound echoed as the electric baton smashed hard on n''s forehead.


    In an instant, a stream of blood slowly trickled out from his gray hair, flowed along his temples, and


    dripped to the ground. What a shocking sight!