Garrett couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Upon hearing this, Laney's face turned pale with fright. "You're not a trained fighter! Get out of here while you still can!"
Garrett spat out a mouthful of blood and glanced at Greg behind him. Then he asked Laney, "Really? You want me to hide behind you like that wuss?"
But Garrett didn't have the time to keep mocking Greg. The situation was getting more and more critical. Laney was out of breath after several rounds of fighting. She knew she wouldn't be able to last much longer.
At that moment, she could see blood stains on Garrett's wrinkled shirt as he stood firm in front of her.
Stunned for a few seconds, Laney gritted her teeth and struggled to stand up again. However, before she could rush into the fight, Garrett put his hand on her shoulder and said gently, "Get behind me."
"What?" Laney looked up at him in disbelief. However, Garrett was standing against the light, so she couldn't see his face clearly.
"Stay back. I'll handle things from here." Garrett pushed her back. Then, swinging the baseball bat wildly, he rushed towards the men in front of them.
Just then, the sound of a revving engine suddenly came from the entrance to the alley. A refitted truck stormed in, and dozens of men immediately got out. "Mr. Harding!"
Instantly, the thugs' faces fell.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son