Summit Farmer
Chapter 1657 - 1655: Surprised Hollis Wilson

Chapter 1657: Chapter 1655: Surprised Hollis Wilson

In a pool hall that wasn’t very nice, Peter Brown entered and immediately saw Hollis Wilson playing pool with several young people, each sporting dyed hair and cheap, trendy clothes.

"Peter Brown!"

The moment Hollis Wilson caught sight of Peter, he was completely dumbfounded—he had never expected Peter Brown to be the one who turned up.

Jumping up all at once, he pointed at Peter and yelled, "Is that you? Were you the one who made the call?"

Seeing Hollis with his dyed yellow hair styled like flames and his thin frame, Peter smirked to himself. This kid’s body wasn’t that great after all.

"Yes, it was me."

Peter stood there, remarkably calm.

"You little punk, you dare to take advantage of me? I’ll kill you!"

As he spoke, he lunged at Peter.

Although Peter was no longer as powerful as before, his physical strength was undeniable, immensely so, and he could still use worldly fighting techniques.

When he saw the other guy charging at him, Peter’s foot shot out in a kick.

Bang!

With a loud noise, Hollis Wilson was sent flying back by Peter’s kick.

"Get your weapons, attack!"

Upon his command, the young people suddenly grabbed their hatchets and rushed at Peter, shouting.

Peter also picked up a pool cue and began wielding it against his attackers.

As Peter swung the cue, screams echoed nonstop. Soon, hatchets fell to the ground, and the attackers were clutching their hands and wailing in pain.

You could say that all of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the young people lying on the ground, Peter turned to Hollis Wilson and said, "Can we talk now?"

Hollis Wilson looked at Peter in astonishment, unable to fathom why Peter had become so formidable.

"You, you’re Peter Brown?"

Peter walked over, sat down, and replied, "Correct."

"Impossible!"

Hollis could not comprehend how Peter, who was supposedly hurt and confined at home, had suddenly become so awesome.

That’s when one of the young men suddenly picked up a hatchet and slashed at Peter.

However, as if there were eyes on the back of his head, Peter struck back with his cue, knocking the hatchet from the young man’s grasp once again, and the attacker was sent flying by the blow.

By this time, Hollis was really scared; looking at Peter with fear, he said, "You dare to hit a member of the Axe Sect?"

Peter chuckled, "With just a few of you calling yourselves the Axe Sect? Believe it or not, no matter how many of you come, I can handle it all."

Hollis’s gaze wavered, and after looking at Peter for a while, his face suddenly changed, revealing a smile, "Alright, let’s talk."

Then, addressing his subordinates, he said, "You guys, get out."

After those young people left, Hollis turned to Peter, "You said on the phone you could fix my problem?" His main concern was still the issue of impotence below the belt. Now hearing from Peter that it could be treated, he temporarily put all other matters aside.

"Let me take your pulse first."

Peter Brown grabbed Hollis Wilson’s hand and took his pulse for a moment.

Although Hollis Wilson was puzzled, he didn’t say anything.

After taking his pulse, Peter Brown said, "It’s treatable."

"Really? It can be treated?"

"I’ll stick a few needles in, and you’ll know. Do you want to give it a try?"

"Okay."

After he agreed, he saw Peter Brown take out some silver needles from his person.

These were the silver needles Peter Brown had just bought; he was much more awesome at treating illnesses than ordinary people, and Hollis Wilson’s little problem was truly not an issue for Peter Brown.

As soon as a few needles were inserted, Hollis Wilson’s expression changed, and when he reached down to touch himself, his face instantly revealed an expression of surprise, saying, "It really worked!"

This kid, not even minding that Peter Brown was there, quickly took off his pants.

Peter Brown put away the needles and said, "This acupuncture treatment will last you three days, and after three days you’ll revert to your original condition. If you want to be completely cured, you’ll need to be treated three times with needles."

Just as he finished speaking, a noisy commotion came from outside the door.

Peter Brown glanced at Hollis Wilson, a hint of mockery at the corners of his mouth; he had guessed that these people would definitely go to call for others, and now probably the Axe Sect members were arriving.

Indeed, amidst the shouting outside, some people holding axes of various sizes charged in, and in a moment, they surrounded Peter Brown in the middle.

By this time, Hollis Wilson had already put on his pants and looked at Peter Brown with a complicated expression. He wanted to fight Peter Brown, but thinking of how Peter Brown could cure his problem, he hesitated.

While he hesitated, the newcomers from the Axe Sect had no such qualms. The head, a young man with tattoos all over his body, shouted loudly, "Hollis, is this the kid who fought our guys?"

Another young man had already shouted loudly, "Leader, it’s him. He was very arrogant just now, beating all of us. You’ve got to stand up for us!"

"Very well, dare to fight our men, brothers, beat him to death, go!"

Following his command, the young men swung their axes and lunged at Peter Brown.

This time Peter Brown didn’t use a stick but picked up Hollis Wilson’s long ax with a pipe welded to it and swung it at the people.

It was just that Peter Brown didn’t want to take lives, after all, striking at these young people with the flat side of the ax.

As Peter Brown brought the ax down again and again, the young people that lunged at him were smashed and sent flying.

Cries of pain spread everywhere, and when you looked at the young men who had attacked, none could stand up.

The leader was shocked as he looked at Peter Brown, swung a big ax, and split it down at Peter Brown.

Peter Brown did not dodge, but also swung his ax to meet the other’s ax head-on.

Bang!

After a loud noise, the ax in the leader’s hand flew out of his grasp, and when you looked at the leader again, the flesh of his palm was split open, and he was completely stunned.

Peter Brown looked indifferently at the young men and said, "You’re no match for me. If I hadn’t held back, you would all be split dead by now."

The young men, who were previously shouting, looked at Peter Brown with eyes full of fear, now seeing him as a strong person.

The leader then came to his senses, looked at Peter Brown, and suddenly gave a fist and palm salute, saying, "Thank you, Sir, for showing mercy. My apologies for the offense."

"I don’t care what your situation is, I have no intention of being your enemy. All I wanted was to talk to Hollis Wilson about something."

Peter Brown didn’t care whether they had done good or bad things; he was here today to resolve Sadie Smith’s matter.