My Doctor Son-in-law, Clarence - Chapter 172
Chapter 172: Kill Clarence Howard
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Ahh!”
The man screamed at the top of his lungs in pain.
Clarence did not kill him. He just stabbed his needle into the man’s spinal nerve.
This part controlled the human body’s pain nerves. After Clarence stabbed his needle in it, any pain the man felt would be magnified by a hundred times.
The man lay on the ground and struggled uncontrollably, but it was all in vain. He banged his head against the floor to try to knock himself out.
No ordinary person would be able to endure pain this intense.
Clarence said coldly, “I don’t care who asked you to come here. If you kill my people, you’ll suffer the consequences. Don’t worry, you won’t die for now.”
The man kowtowed and begged for mercy. “Please have mercy on me. Those two are not actually dead, I just tied them up at the back.”
That put Clarence into a daze. He rushed to the back to take a look. He saw that Master Williams and Gunther were indeed fine. They were tied to a pole with their mouths stuffed, but their lives were not in danger.
Clarence went over to release them.
Gunther immediately warned, “Watch out, there’s a killer!”
Clarence shook his head. “Don’t worry, I’ve subdued him.”
Gunther was surprised. He went back out front with Clarence and indeed, he saw the middle-aged man lying on the floor, struggling frantically.
Clarence removed the silver needle from the middle-aged mans’ spine.
The screams of pain stopped.
Clarence sat on a chair and tapped the surface of the table with his fingers. “Tell me, who sent you?”
The middle-aged man was drenched in cold sweat. He looked at Clarence with deference. He did not want to endure such pain again.
“Dom Gambini,” the man said straightforwardly.
Gunther’s expression changed. “How is that possible? Dom Gambini wants to kill Mr. Howard?”
Master Williams was confused. “Who’s Dom Gambini?”
He did not know who Dom was.
Clarence frowned. “Dom Gambini?”
He had heard this name before from Kate.
The first time he saved Kate, she told him she had been hurt by Dom.
Was it because he saved Kate that Dom was seeking revenge on him?
“Why does Dom want to kill me?”
The middle-aged man shook his head. “I don’t know, it’s just… Ugh!”
Suddenly, the middle-aged man started shaking. Blood poured out of all of his orifices, and he quickly died in front of Clarence.
“Damn it!”
Clarence ran to the man immediately to check whether he was still alive. He shook his head lightly. “He swallowed a pill when he came in. Now, the pill has dissolved and the poison has spread throughout his body. He’s gone.”
Clarence had used his necklace to save Bob in the morning, so the green light in the necklace now was not enough to save the middle-aged man.
Gunther had a disgusted and cold look on his face. “Dom is too evil! That man was a rare expert on internal energy. You might only see that in one out of a hundred martial artists, and he’s just died, just like that!”
Gunther sighed. “It seems like Dom is much more vicious than they say.”
Clarence asked curiously, “Are you familiar with him?”
Gunther shook his head. “Not really, but I know who he is.”
“Who?” Clarence asked.
Gunther lowered his voice and explained, “He’s the ex-president of the Martial Arts Association of Mediterranean City.”
“What?” Clarence was surprised.
Gunther continued, “For some reason, after Roger Reed, the current president, took the position, Dom was kicked out of Mediterranean City. Mediterranean City is a huge slice of the cake that is the Martial Arts Association. If one controls the martial arts industry in Mediterranean City, they can make billions in annual profit. Underground wrestling, single-elimination open tournaments, and having your martial artists become bodyguards for millionaires are all extremely profitable businesses.
“How could Dom stand to give it all up? So, he’s been attacking the Reeds over the past few years. A few months ago, Dom hurt Roger severely. He thought he could come back to Mediterranean City, but who could have guessed that you would end up saving him, Mr. Howard?
“I think that’s why Dom resents you and had someone come after you.”
Clarence’s eyes were shining. He did not say a word as he touched his chin.
He felt like the situation was not that simple.
Dom wanted to kill him because he saved Roger?
Even though it made sense, out of all times, why did he choose today?
Gunther said, “Mr. Howard, I think you should tell Mr. Julian about Dom.”
Clarence nodded.
He was not a martial artist. It would be best to let Julian handle this.
He called Julian and told him what had happened in Thirteen Hall.
About twenty minutes later, Julian and his people arrived.
When Julian saw the middle-aged man’s dead body, his face changed. “Isn’t this Dom’s ninth fighter, Chopper?”
“Do you know him?” Clarence asked.
Julian nodded solemnly. “Yes, Dom has ten exceptional fighters, and all of them are top-notch experts. His ninth fighter, Chopper, has invincible blade skills just second to the skills of a master.
“He’s fast and savage with a blade. Usually, a master with internal energy wouldn’t be able to endure thirty rounds with him. How is he dead?”
“He consumed an extreme poison and we couldn’t save him in time,” Clarence said casually.
Julian was shocked. Then, he said quickly, “Clarence, your life is in danger now. I think we should tell Mr. Reed about this. After all, you saved him. He can get someone to protect you.
“Dom has ten super fighters and now, one of them is dead. There are still nine more.’
Julian’s expression looked solemn, and he looked at Clarence in concern. “If Dom insists on killing you, I won’t be able to stop him. No one in the entire Mediterranean City would be able to either, except Mr. Reed.”
“Alright, please inform Mr. Reed for me.” Clarence knew Julian would not frame him. However, he was not Dom’s rival. Thus, telling Roger was the best choice.
Julian did not waste any time. He immediately called Roger.
After the Reeds learned about what Dom had done, they did not hesitate. They immediately sent a huge group of experts to Thirteen Hall that same night. Bill and Kate were among them. They were in uniform and looked austere.
Among them were also two old men who looked like they were in their fifties.
They had majestic gaits. When Clarence looked at them with his X-ray vision, he saw that these two old men had a lot of internal energy and were in no way inferior to Chopper.
Roger had sent two super fighters in one go, so it was evident that Roger valued Clarence’s safety a lot.
When the Reeds saw Chopper’s dead body, their faces looked grim.
“It’s Chopper!”
“Dom did it again!”
“Hmph, he’s getting more and more arrogant!”
The two old men frowned.
Kate walked over to pat Clarence’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, I will protect you.”
She was patting him very hard. Clarence’s shoulder creaked in response, his bones almost falling apart.
Clarence looked at her helplessly. “Miss, can you not hit me so forcefully?”
Kate looked proud. Her charming face displayed an expression that said she would never concede to any man. “You can’t even endure this? Are you truly a man?”
Clarence did not know whether to laugh or cry. “But you’re really hurting me.”
Julian shook his head. “Alright, Clarence. You can rest with no worries.
“I’ve arranged for more than thirty men to go undercover around Thirteen Hall. Once something happens, they’ll know instantly.”
Clarence said, “Thank you.”
“You’re too polite. You saved my father, so what is this compared to that? Plus, Dom has beef with us anyway.” Bill shook his head.
After chatting for a while longer, Clarence went to the back and left the front to the Reeds.
He went back to his room, took a shower, and went to bed. With the Reeds protecting Thirteen Hall, he was not worried.
What Clarence was worried about was the people behind the consortium.
Soon, Clarence fell asleep groggily.
The next morning, an urgent scream could be heard. “Who’s done this?”
“Damn it, this is too much!”
“F*ck!”
Clarence woke up from his sleep and rushed to the entrance of Thirteen Hall. He frowned.
There were more than ten dead stray dogs’ bodies scattered all around the entrance of Thirteen Hall. In addition to that, a huge amount of dog blood had been poured on the door of Thirteen Hall.
There were also three words on the ground, written in blood. ‘Kill Clarence Howard!’
A terrifying and malevolent-looking tiger’s head was drawn next to the words.
Bill’s voice was solemn.. “Oh no, that’s the kill order from the Black Tiger. You’re in danger, Clarence…”
