Chapter 94: A Man of Courage

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Chapter 94: Chapter 94: A Man of Courage"Beat him up!" Brian Johnson roared, and the two bodyguards charged forward first. He and two other friends also rushed up, making it five against one—a surefire group assault with not an ounce of danger, hence they had no reservations. In the past, he had done similar things, letting the bodyguards knock his adversary down or beat them until they were powerless, and then he would step in, displaying his so-called heroic demeanor. Lucy Campbell was such a captivating beauty that with her presence, he had forgotten all about Emily Jenkins. To impress Lucy, who liked watching fights, he was eager to put on a show to win over her heart. He was even imagining how Lucy would look at him with adoration, how she’d throw herself into his embrace, and how he’d relish the company of such a beauty. Wishes are splendid, but reality is brutally disappointing—not only bone dry but not even a scrap of skin left. He hadn’t seen what happened when two dark figures flew over his head, and suddenly, James Brown’s face eerily appeared in front of him. He couldn’t even emit a startled "Ah" when a large hand had already made intimate contact with his face—twice. The immense force instantly made him uncontrollably turn left and then right, his head buzzing with noise and his vision exploding with stars, his brain almost void of thought, and then he plopped down on the ground, seated. The fight was over too fast; within less than fifteen seconds, five men lay on the ground. Emily Jenkins was dumbfounded; this was not at all what she had expected. She thought it was James Brown who was supposed to be beaten, but now all five men were down. Searᴄh the Nôvel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Lucy Campbell, on the other hand, was thrilled. She loved seeing this kind of heroic air from James Brown. Watching his back reminded her again of the incident in the jungle—this was the back that had carried her through bullets and saved her life by blocking a deadly bullet. Lost in the sight, she found herself entranced. At that moment, James Brown turned around. Lucy quickly regained her composure, looked at James with a smile, and said, "These guys really can’t take a punch." James Brown gave her an annoyed look, then said to Emily Jenkins, "Let’s go, let’s head back." Emily hazily followed James Brown out, with Lucy trailing behind. Meanwhile, Brian Johnson finally regained his senses, struggled to stand, and cursed loudly, "Fuck, you dare to hit me? I’ll fuckin’ end you!" James Brown swiftly turned back with a frigid stare that froze Brian Johnson in place, who felt as if predators had locked their sights on him. Goosebumps covered his skin, and he involuntarily took a step back, tripping over a comrade’s leg and letting out a horrible yelp as he tumbled awkwardly to the ground—looking utterly disgraceful. By the time he managed to get up again, James and the others were long gone. "Who was that kid?" Brian Johnson raged, questioning Emily Jenkins’ two colleagues. "We don’t know either; we’ve never seen him before," they responded in unison, equally shocked by what had just happened. A bodyguard struggled to his feet and murmured softly, "Mr. Johnson, he must be that lady’s neighbor; that’s what they said earlier." "That prick, acting all tough just because he’s a neighbor? I’m fucking done playing; I’m gonna wreck him, damn it, both of you are useless!" Brian Johnson was inflamed by the bodyguard’s words, and his curses grew louder. Both bodyguards felt bitter—they had no clue James Brown was so formidable; they hadn’t even seen how he struck before they were downed. "Mr. Johnson, that guy must be a pro." "No shit, don’t I know he’s a pro? But what can he do about it, no matter how good he is? I don’t believe I can’t deal with him!" Brian Johnson was spiteful. He wasn’t afraid of a good fighter—he could deal with one head-on, but if James Brown had no power or influence, Brian Johnson wouldn’t consider him a threat. Meanwhile, James Brown had already taken Emily Jenkins back home. Lucy Campbell and Emily sat on his sofa, while James squatted beside Emily, treating the cuts on her hand. Biting her lip, tears swirling in her eyes, Emily said, "Big Brother Brown, be gentle, it really hurts." James grasped Emily’s wrist firmly, preventing any movement, and replied, "You’ll have to bear with it. If I don’t remove the glass shards, you’ll have to go to the hospital and have a nurse do it." "But it’s really painful." "Now you know it hurts, how come you didn’t feel it earlier?" "At that time, I was just thinking about fighting them, so I didn’t feel the pain," Emily pouted, feeling wronged. "You’re pretty tough to take on three guys like that." On that note, James genuinely admired Emily; most girls would likely be scared stiff in such a situation, but she had the courage to fight back. "Yeah, I’m tough. When I was a kid, I’d fight with those boys, and they couldn’t beat me. But after I started middle school, I couldn’t beat them anymore." Both James and Lucy couldn’t help but laugh; the girl had a heroic past of her own. James finished treating Emily’s wound quickly and with ease, as he was accustomed to such tasks. In the field, injuries were inevitable, either to himself or to his comrades, so basic medical care was a skill he couldn’t do without. Emily lifted her hand to inspect it and said, "Not bad at all. You know, Big Brother Brown, you’d make a good nurse—lots of pretty ladies would want your services." James rolled his eyes, "Why do I feel there’s something off about that remark?" Emily Jenkins chuckled and said, "Really, isn’t that the trend now? Like at those women’s clubs, where all the service staff are handsome young men." James Brown glared at Emily, saying, "I really shouldn’t bother with you, coming back and daring to talk to me like that." Emily stuck out her tongue cutely and apologized, "Big Brother Brown, I’m so sorry, I truly am grateful to you. Here, you’re the only one I can turn to for help, and you’ve really been there for me." At this moment, Lucy Campbell asked, "Don’t you have any family here?" Emily pouted and replied, "My parents have passed away, now I’m all by myself." Lucy immediately apologized with guilt, "I’m sorry, I didn’t know about your parents." Emily wasn’t sad but appeared somewhat despondent. However, she quickly let out a light laugh and said, "It’s alright, I was very sad at first, but now I don’t think about them as much. They have each other over there, and I’m still young, capable of taking care of myself." Emily then turned her gaze to Lucy and said, "Sister Campbell, you’re so beautiful, definitely the prettiest woman I’ve ever seen. Compared to you, those so-called big stars are nothing." With a glance at James, Lucy smiled and said, "Being pretty isn’t always a good thing; it can bring a lot of trouble." Emily immediately nodded in agreement, emphatically responding, "Right, right, it’s such a hassle now." James stood up at that point and said, "Alright, have you two had enough chat? If you’re done, then go back to your own homes and stop hanging around here." Emily immediately pouted and pleaded, "Big Brother Brown, look at my hand, I definitely can’t cook tonight. Can I have dinner at your place?" James looked at Emily both annoyed and amused, questioning, "Have you ever cooked for yourself?" "Does making instant noodles count?" "What do you think?" "Then I guess not..." Emily shamelessly looked at James, grinned, and said, "Big Brother Brown, you should help me out to the end. How about I mooch meals at your place for the next couple of days?" "You’re so shameless," James chided her with a laugh. Lucy immediately squinted her eyes playfully and propositioned, "Can I join in too? I also can’t cook." James was rather speechless; these two neighbors really treated his place like a cafeteria. Lucy chuckled mischievously and said, "Hehe, I won’t eat for free, I’ll pay for my meals." James stretched out his hand and stated, "That’s more like it. Fourteen dollars a day, pay as you eat; fair is fair." Lucy was about to agree when Emily exclaimed, "Big Brother Brown, that’s so steep! It’s too expensive." James boasted with a smirk, "You can choose not to eat, you know?" "But I’m already out of money," Emily said with a pout. "You just got paid, didn’t you?" James widened his eyes. The last time he saw Emily, she had said she’d be getting her paycheck in a few days, and it had been over a week now. The airline company was doing well, and it was unlikely that there would be a delay in payment. Emily stuck out her tongue sheepishly and explained, "I loaned it to a workmate. She needed the money urgently for some family issues." "Didn’t you consider how you’d live afterward?" "I... I was thinking of borrowing some from you," Emily said, her face turning red this time. James was completely defeated by Emily; not only did she want to freeload meals and drinks, but she also intended to borrow money from him. Lucy laughed softly and offered, "Emily, I’m your neighbor too. If you need money, I can lend you some." "Really? That’s great!" Emily exclaimed excitedly, but she quickly stuck out her tongue again and said bashfully, "I’d still rather borrow from Big Brother Brown." Lucy, sharp as ever, realized from Emily’s words that Emily definitely felt closer to James. If she were an ordinary woman and saw that James had a good relationship with Emily, she might feel uncomfortable. But Lucy didn’t think that way; she rarely fell for a man, and she would have been disappointed if he’d been too ordinary. Now it seemed that despite James being just a corporate employee, attracting women like Emily and Gina Lopez was validation she hadn’t been wrong about him. Emily, oblivious to the fact that she’d already become part of the reason Lucy favored James, had no idea what was going on in Lucy’s mind.

Chapter 94: A Man of Courage

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