Arrogant Healer God novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227: Chapter 227: You All Are Going to Die!

Upon hearing this, Silas immediately understood.

These guys must have been hired by Sunny Tolkien to take revenge on him.

However, he wasn’t scared at all.

Denny Winslet was his big brother, and Silas was sure that he had gone to call for backup. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

With this thought, Silas felt more confident.

He looked at Lionel Yeager and sneered, "Kid, you must be the scum hired by this bitch to take revenge on me, right?

But let me tell you, you better not mess with me. If you dare touch me, my big brother won’t let you off!"

"Oh? Really?"

Lionel Yeager chuckled and poured himself a glass of red wine.

He took a sip and said, "But your big brother just abandoned you and ran away, and you still expect him to come save you?"

Silas snorted, "My big brother went to call for more people. You guys won’t be able to leave here later!"

Lionel Yeager swirled his wine glass and said, "Even if the president of the South Heaven Business Association showed up, he wouldn’t dare to let out a fart in front of me. Do you believe it?"

Silas mocked, "Kid, who do you think you are? If the president of the South Heaven Business Association were here and heard you say that, he’d kill you, and I’d change my last name to yours!"

Enough of that, I’m too lazy to talk to you too much."

Lionel Yeager put down his wine glass and asked sternly, "Tell me, how much money have you taken from Assistant Tolkien in these years?"

Silas denied, "I haven’t taken her money!"

"Not saying it, huh?"

Lionel Yeager gave a cold smile, "Prajna Bates, break one of his arms."

"Yes!"

Prajna Bates nodded and immediately struck Silas’s left arm with a heavy palm strike.

With a crisp "crack", Silas’s left arm fractured!

"Ah..."

Silas screamed in pain, wanting to fight back, but he just couldn’t.

Sunny Tolkien trembled with fear.

She never expected the gentle and easygoing Lionel Yeager to have such a ruthless side.

He broke a person’s arm in a casual conversation without even blinking.

"Tell me, how much money have you taken from Assistant Tolkien?"

Lionel Yeager’s voice became colder.

Silas stammered in pain, "I...I don’t know..."

"Assistant Tolkien, do you know?"

Lionel Yeager asked Sunny.

Sunny swallowed hard and replied, "Over these years, my salary plus the money I borrowed from others adds up to a total of one million."

Lionel Yeager nodded and said to Silas, "Silas, as long as you return the one million that belongs to Assistant Tolkien.

And compensate her with another one million for emotional damages, then kneel down and apologize to her, I will spare your life."

"I...I don’t have that kind of money..."

Silas shook his head vigorously.

"You don’t have the money?"

Lionel Yeager’s smile became even colder, and he ordered Prajna Bates, "Search his body."

Prajna Bates nodded and took a wallet from Silas’s pocket and several bank cards from inside it.

Lionel Yeager then ordered, "Ask him for the passwords and check the mobile phone to see how much money is on those cards."

"Alright."

Prajna Bates agreed and coldly asked, "What are the passwords for these cards?"

Silas only glared viciously at Lionel Yeager without uttering a word.

"Not telling?"

Prajna Bates’s eyes hardened. He struck Silas’s right arm with another palm strike.

With a crisp "crack", Silas’s right arm also fractured.

"Ahhhh..."

Silas was in unbearable pain, his face pale, and covered in cold sweat.

Prajna Bates looked at him emotionlessly and asked, "Are you going to talk now?"

Please let me off the hook for old time’s sake! 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

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