Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 929

The assassin approached Baby Zetty step by step. When he stretched out his hand to Baby Zetty, Finn's accumulated strength rose sharply as he leaped into the air. He used every last ounce of his strength to employ a scissor kick, slamming the assassin to the ground viciously.

Unfortunately, Finn was unable to get up anymore.

"Finn." Baby Zetty crouched in front of Finn and let out a heart-wrenching cry.

Finn opened his eyes feebly. When he saw Baby Zetty's pitch black and sparkly eyes overflowing with helplessness, Finn raised his hand to wipe away her tears.

"Good girl, don't cry."

"Hold on, Finn. I'll take you to the hospital."

When Baby Zetty caught sight of a trailer parked next to the refuse room, she heaved Finn onto the trailer with all her might and tied the cart's rope to her thin and scrawny body. The distance to the hospital was not far at all.

However, each step that Baby Zetty took felt strangely heavy.

Sometimes, she would take a step and get yanked back a few steps.

Fortunately, Baby Zetty was tough and never gave up and eventually brought Finn to the hospital.

Judging from Finn's injury, the hospital had made the decision to transfer him to another hospital there and then. Therefore, Baby Zetty accompanied Finn to Grand Asia Hospital. Legendary Youth Academy.

Doomsday assassin Carson Yorks had received an order to capture Jenson.

However, given that Legendary Youth Academy was the alma mater of many Doomsday instructors, Carson was not bold enough to do anything rash or impetuous.

Carson approached the principal and voiced out his intention. "Sir, if you don't want to go against Doomsday, I advise you to surrender all the children. We will leave when we find the one we're looking for." The principal knew about the consequences if he offended Doomsday. Although Legendary Youth Academy was an impregnable castle, the school's objective was, after all, to cultivate the world's top-notch talents. Fighting Doomsday would inevitably affect the teaching and learning process.

The principal ordered all children to gather at the sports field.

At this moment in plastic surgeon Peter's office, Jenson was sitting in front of the dressing table pulling a long and cool face. He was glaring at Peter with great displeasure.

"I will not put on makeup to look like a girl. Never."

Peter raised his finger. "No, you'll be good and put on the makeup."

Jenson said, "Just because you failed to trick my daddy, don't think that you can trick his son too. You're such a pervert."

Peter's countenance turned dark. He then handed Jenson a package. "Open it."

Jenson took it and pulled out a letter from it.

The letter was written with Daddy's forceful handwriting. 'Jens, forgive Daddy for making this choice. When you read this letter, Daddy would probably be waiting for all of you in heaven by now. 'You need to be ten times or even 100 times more assiduous and determined. Strive to graduate earlier so you can go home and keep Mommy company.

'Unfortunately, Baby Robbie has disappeared. Promise me that you'll find him no matter what.

'Also, protect your sister on Daddy's behalf.

'Sincerely, the Daddy who will always love you.'

The letter fell to the ground slowly.

Jenson's profound and tranquil icy soul was like a fertile land of crops getting burned to the ground, leaving only a piece of scorched black earth.

He closed his eyes. When he opened his charming eyes again, countless seeds of hatred were seemingly taking root on the black earth. Jenson sat on the vanity chair compliantly.

While putting on his makeup, Peter said, "I heard that Tourmaline Estate was burned to the ground by the fire and every living being in there was burned to ashes. The guys standing out there are the Doomsday assassins who killed your father. If you want to avenge your daddy when you grow up, your hacking skills alone won't do. You have to learn martial arts and pick up strategies and tactics as well. Legendary Youth Academy instructor Wick Wyndham has trained many Doomsday commanders. You can sign up for his class, but I have no idea whether he'll accept you because you don't have any basic knowledge in martial arts."

A look of determination emanated from Jenson's eyes. "My daddy, my mommy, and my brother have commendable martial arts skills. I won't be too far off."