Chapter 349 Beat You Up As Well
After seeing Tommy off, Jared gave a bitter chuckle as he stared at the Dragon Ring on his finger. Draco only gave me this without saying anything. How am I supposed to go and find all those regiments? I’m not going to be so lucky each time as I did when I bumped into Tommy.
Early the following morning, Jared and Lizbeth set out. After meeting up with Anthony, the man had them both disguise themself before heading to Summerbank in order to prevent the Jantz family from attacking them during the journey.
He, on the other hand, led his team back in great pomp to snag the attention of the Jantz family.
With her driving, Lizbeth brought Jared to Summerbank without incident. Thankfully, they didn’t encounter any danger throughout the drive.
“It’s already noon, Ms. Grange. Since we’re now in your territory, you should fulfill your obligation as the host and treat me to lunch!” Jared smilingly remarked from the passenger seat.
“Your death is imminent, yet you’re still thinking about eating?” Lizbeth retorted in exasperation.
“Even if I’m going to die, I’ve got to do so on a full stomach. Life is but a blip in time, and everyone dies. It’s just a matter of time. Thus, why be so bothered?”
Jared’s wide smile had Lizbeth’s nerves relaxing considerably.
“Considering the fact that you once saved my grandpa’s life, I’ll treat you to a meal! However, we can’t go to a big restaurant. We can only patronize a small diner to avoid discovery by the Jantz family.”
“Sure! We’ll just have some local specialties, then!” Jared wasn’t picky, so he had no opinion about that.
Lizbeth then parked the car at a parking lot, and they walked to a narrow alley filled with diners selling specialty snacks. While they were on the small side, they were all unique in their own ways.
“I’ll bring you to try the venison burger in Summerbank. The venison burger in Horington isn’t authentic. I’ll ask for some intestines to be added to your burger later, and I guarantee you that you’ll be clamoring for seconds!” Lizbeth exclaimed excitedly as soon as they entered the alley.
It seemed that all girls loved food, for they would all perk up when they came to such a place.
They had just taken a few steps when three burly men blocked their paths.
Taken aback, Jared studied them, only to discover that he didn’t know them.
“You’re Jared Chance, aren’t you?” a burly man with thick chest hair demanded, his eyes pinned on Jared.
Judging from his figure and physique, it was evident that he must have trained in Impenetrable Skill.
Jared didn’t reply to him but looked at Lizbeth beside him.
At that precise moment, Lizbeth’s brows furrowed. She took a step forward and shielded him behind her. “Who are the lot of you? And why do you care whether he’s Jared Chance?”
The burly man scrutinized her before ordering, “Step aside, little girl. This is none of your business! I’m Jason Yandell from the Iron Gate Academy, and I’m going to kill Jared Chance today to avenge my senior!”
While saying that, he wanted to make a move at Jared, but Lizbeth roared, “Stop! I’m an officer from the Department of Justice! How dare you violate the law before me?”
“So what if you’re an officer from the Department of Justice? I’ll beat you up as well if you don’t step aside!”
Jason had a glacial expression on his face, not in the least bit bothered that Lizbeth was from the Department of Justice.
“How dare you?”
Lizbeth promptly flew into a rage. Never mind that Tommy Lewis looked down on the Department of Justice when I was in Horington, but someone else is doing the same even when I’m in my own territory in Summerbank? How utterly mortifying!
However, before she could say anything, Jason punched his fist out at her. Despite his sturdy frame, his speed was lightning fast. As it headed her way, a whizzing sound cut through the air.
Shock deluged Lizbeth, and she dared not allow herself to be distracted in the slightest. She dodged his blow with a sidestep before immediately punching him in the waist. When one was hit in that spot, one would lose the ability to move for a short time. That was also a technique favored by detectives.
