Seeing Chris injured, Piers, the lieutenant by his side, wanted to say something to stop it, but remembering Chris's previous listless state, Piers refrained from intervening.
Because he also felt that it might be good for Chris, as the captain, to take a beating; perhaps feeling the pain would help him snap out of it.
"..."
At this moment, Chris indeed felt the pain.
His cheek burned, but his alcohol-soaked head was spinning,
making it impossible for Chris to distinguish what was in front of him; he only felt a man before him, who was still hurling insults at him.
"What?"
"Are you angry? It won't do you any good even if you are, because you, Chris, are a literal piece of trash."
"What 'Legendary Hero of the BSAA'? You couldn't even protect your own subordinates. It was you, you who caused their deaths. It was your negligence. You are the culprit, Chris. You are a murderer."
"Oh, right, that rookie was named Finn, wasn't he? He died such a miserable death, finally getting infected by a virus needle and turning directly into a bio-organic monster."
"His whole body turned into a cocoon before bursting out, covered in tumors, not looking human at all. He was calling your name right before he died, but what could you do? Chris, as their captain, you can't even get revenge!"
"You like drinking, don't you? Then keep drinking. Drink yourself to death and let your subordinates curse and resent you from hell."
"Letting them die in vain, a bunch of people who got what they deserved. BSAA? Heh... a trash organization. You're a trash captain, and your subordinates were all just a bunch of trash—!"
Seeing that it wasn't having much effect,
Jake hardened his heart and decided to apply more pressure.
Looking at Chris struggling on the ground, Jake began to curse wantonly, using the most vicious language to insult Chris and his fallen subordinates,
especially the rookie, Finn,
who was singled out by name. Still seemingly unsatisfied,
Jake grabbed a beer from the bar and poured it all over Chris's face, then followed up with a heavy punch.
After this series of actions,
Chris's head was soaked like a drowned rat from the beer, and several bruises and red marks appeared on his face, all from Jake's blows.
His entire face throbbed with pain,
and this pain finally jolted Chris's drunken consciousness awake,
especially upon hearing Jake insult Finn and his other subordinates.
A surge of rage rose directly from Chris's heart. Jake could insult him however he wanted, and Chris could take it, but Finn and those subordinates were off-limits.
At this thought,
an intense fury suddenly erupted within Chris for some reason, and a powerful strength surged through his entire body.
"Hah! Shut up! I won't let you insult them—!!!"
"Die! Go to hell...!!!"
Like a wild bull, the drunken Chris suddenly burst forth with terrifying power, struggling up from the ground in an instant.
He grabbed Jake by the waist and slammed him violently onto the floor.
His bloodshot eyes were filled with fury. Chris raised his fist and punched Jake's face hard, still shouting for Jake not to insult his subordinates.
But soon,
the irrational Chris was held back by the lieutenant, Piers, and several other members of the BSAA who came to pull Chris away.
Jake, sitting on the ground after taking a punch, spat out some bloody saliva,
and couldn't help but marvel that this old man's fist still had plenty of weight behind it, though this punch was well worth taking.
Because Jake knew that since Chris had the strength to explode and rush up to hit him, it meant he had regained his senses and fully woken up, gradually recovering his former fighting spirit.
After all,
he had gone through something similar himself,
except he was acting when he hit Chris, whereas when others hit Jake, they were truly teaching him a lesson.
Once, on the streets, a drunken Jake had wandered around like a wino, only to be mocked by a few thugs for being a bastard with no parents, just like a stray dog.
Since the son of a stray dog has no parents, hearing this, an infuriated Jake had rushed forward,
but two fists were no match for four hands.
Jake was soon beaten black and blue, but that beating had completely cleared his head, and he knew what kind of life path he had to take from then on...
...
Hong Kong—
Lanxiang City,
as agreed,
Javier arrived in front of a familiar restaurant with Sherry and ordered three bowls of wonton noodles.
However, these three bowls were not for three people; Javier ate them all by himself because the two women beside him wouldn't touch their chopsticks.
This left Javier feeling quite helpless.
To avoid wasting food, Javier had to finish all three portions of wonton noodles himself, nearly eating until he wanted to vomit.
After all,
he was sitting between two women who were radiating hostility toward each other.
One was Ada, with her hot figure, wearing a black cheongsam with gold silk thread.
After returning from the U.S. investigating Simmons' Family Organization and that fake Carla, Ada had rushed to the restaurant Javier had agreed upon without pause.
Having not seen him for a year and a half, Ada missed Javier dearly.
She was dressed exceptionally glamorously, wearing the emerald gold snake earrings Javier had once given her, along with an amethyst pendant, bracelets, and so on—a proper noble lady.
However,
when Ada saw that there was a third wheel at her date, her joyful expression immediately slumped, and she stared at Javier with a resentful look for a long time.
As for this third wheel,
it was naturally the girl Sherry. No matter what Javier said, Sherry refused to leave, so she followed along like a little shadow.
In denim hot pants and a midriff-baring white T-shirt, paired with her platinum-blonde short hair, Sherry was as pretty as a doll.
She attracted a lot of attention from the locals along the way, with many coming up to flirt—after all, such a beautiful foreign girl was rare—but they were all rejected by Javier, acting as the protective father figure.
However,
after Sherry learned she had traveled all this way just to have a meal with a lover, her willful and spoiled temper flared up immediately,
especially after meeting Ada.
The two of them clashed directly, using the excuse that there was still an Auntie Lisa at home.
She warned her father figure, Javier, not to go looking for trouble elsewhere, and even said that this old woman Ada had no good intentions and that he must not fall for this old auntie's tricks.
This immediately made the hot-tempered Ada lose her patience.
She thought to herself that she had met her match; this Blond-haired girl didn't look old, but she was exceptionally sharp-tongued.
And so the two of them began to bicker, watching which made Javier tremble with fear; he hadn't expected to encounter such a jealousy-fueled scene here.
What was even harder to bear,
was that this was a scene between his adopted daughter and his lover; it was simply too ridiculous...
"Are you full...?"
"If you're not full, do you want to order a few more bowls? It's just wonton noodles, it doesn't cost much. Since you're not speaking, you must not be full yet. Boss, three more bowls of wonton noodles for this table, large ones. Someone isn't full yet."
Her narrow eyes quietly watched Javier, who was eating with his head down. Ada was full of resentment. It was bad enough bringing a third wheel to a date, but this little brat actually called her an old woman?
Did she really think she was a fool?
That woman Lisa could be Javier's grandmother; at over sixty years old, she's still 'very young,' huh? Is this adopted daughter so devoted to the eldest lady of the house?
Furthermore, Javier had remained silent throughout the bickering between the two just now,
which made Ada very dissatisfied. Thus, she began to speak sarcastically. She was very angry now; if he didn't coax her well today, Javier could forget about ever climbing into her bed again...!
Volume 9 Resident Evil 6: Chapter 15 Neo-Umbrella
After about a full half-hour,
Javier finally managed to placate the two difficult women. However, even though they were placated, the looks they gave each other were still very unfriendly.
Sherry shielded Javier behind her like a protective cub,
for fear that Ada would seduce her father figure away.
She didn't want to deal with another divorce case at such a young age. She finally had a father who doted on her; what would she do if he really ran off with Ada?
As for Ada,
she used her narrow eyes to size Sherry up from head to toe. She always felt that this Blond-haired girl's feelings for Javier were very unusual.
It seemed that if she wanted to take Javier away,
she would have to carefully figure out how to get past Sherry first. It would be very troublesome if this Blond-haired girl started a scene with crying and threats.
However,
it was worth mentioning that,
compared to their last meeting, Ada's appearance seemed even younger this time.
Even though she was already 38 and spent a lot of money on high-tech cell injection maintenance, there should still be some traces of time on her face.
Even if there were no wrinkles,
the fullness and elasticity of her face should have decreased slightly.
But now... not only had Ada not changed, she looked even younger, as if she had returned to the time in Spain when she seized the Amber sample.
Undoubtedly,
this was the effect of integrating the T-Virus.
Ada wasn't as pedantic as Chris, Jill, and the others. From start to finish, Ada was the same kind of person as Javier.
It was precisely because of this that the two of them could be together.
They shared the same views, had very clear goals for what they wanted, and were very selfish, not at all noble.
Regarding things like bio-viruses, as long as there were no side effects, Ada wouldn't even blink before injecting herself.
After all, in her view, this was a great thing; how could she just give it up? Eternal youth, enhanced physical fitness, and a lifespan extended to two hundred years.
Never mind Javier giving it as a gift;
even if Javier wanted her to pay for it, Ada wouldn't have any hesitation, because this was exactly what she dreamed of.
As an international female spy,
why didn't she work as a proper high-level agent for the US Government instead of running out to do freelance work for other companies?
The most direct reason was undoubtedly a lack of money.
And why did Ada lack money? Because she lacked a sense of security. Money could give her security and satisfy her desires. And what were Ada's desires? To always have money and always be beautiful.
She had already achieved the former, but staying beautiful was difficult because humans cannot escape the erosion of time.
And now someone actually told her that after injecting this medicine, she could have eternal youth and a lifespan extended to two hundred years.
This temptation is one that countless women find hard to resist. As a worldly and selfish woman, Ada had no reason to refuse, so she injected the T-Virus.
Now Ada was also a carrier of the T-Virus, and her physical fitness had undergone a world-shaking change. Relying on that Grappling Gun, she could truly become a 'men'—
Pah!
The female Spider-Man, Ada.
Capable of anything, flying and burrowing through the earth, she had no problem traversing the city like Peter Parker, and her martial arts had also become much stronger.