The God of War

Chapter 232

The God of War Chapter 232

Soon…

At the entrance of the Stafford Pharmaceutical Factory, Talon was covered in blood. The wounds that Jorge had caused with cash had already stopped bleeding, but he was lying on the ground, dying.

Among his four bodyguards, there were three alive. The dead one lying on the ground had been shot in the head by Jorge. Now flies were flying around the body, which looked creepy and terrifying.

“You, you brat!”

Although Talon was weak, his gaze was even fiercer than before. “Don’t be so arrogant. My brother will be here soon. He ranks eighty-third on the Martial Leaderboard. He will kill you as easily as killing a dog!

“How dare you insult my family? Now you will end up dead no matter how powerful you are!”

Jorge was a few meters away from him, looking at him expressionlessly as if Talon was a dead man.

To ordinary people, Talon was a prominent man from a wealthy family, but he was only humble dirt to Jorge, the Lord of War God. Suddenly, a screech of a pulling came from over twenty meters away.

The Maserati stopped at the small square in front of the pharmaceutical factory. With his crocodile leather shoes, Aryan glanced over from afar. Then he sneered and slowly approached.

He would pause for a while when he took a step, a way to prepare himself for the fight. The distance between steps was the same.

Now he already had a basic understanding of the use of power. It was not an exaggeration to say that the aura emitting from his body was powerful enough to intimidate ordinary Grandmaster.

After all, he ranked eighty-third on the Martial Leaderboard! “Aryan!” novelxo.com fast update

Talon’s eyes lit up as he watched Aryan arrive from afar.

He desperately raised his hand to point at Jorge, his voice hysterical, “Just kill him! He dared to injure me like this and insult my family. We must kill him!”

Aryan didn’t even look at Talon, his worthless brother. He stopped five meters away from Jorge, and the corners of his lips curled into a faint sneer. “Are you the one who caused trouble in the pharmaceutical factory?”

Jorge’s expression did not change as he said slowly, “Compensation!”

Compensation? For your life!

“I only kill big shots.”

Aryan gently moved his wrist, and his grin grew wider. “I haven’t fought for a long time since I was listed on the Martial Leaderboard. Since you can use cash as a tool, you must at least be at the peak of changing strength… I’m really excited that I’ll kill a master like you!”

Jorge heaved a sigh of relief and shook his head with a smile. “You…”

Beside Jorge was Skyler, whose face was pale at Aryan’s words. He was scared by Aryan’s aura, so greatly that his entire body was trembling!

“Jorge, Jorge!”

Skyler tightly held onto Jorge’s arm, his body shaking violently. “Well, let’s forget about the compensation. Let’s go back to the village. Tell Roselyn that you don’t need to interfere with the matters in the village. We can’t provoke people from the Stafford family!”

As he spoke, he pulled Jorge and turned around, wanting to return to Easton Village.

Jorge? Roselyn? Aryan’s ears trembled slightly as his eyes lit up. “Oh! So you are Roselyn’s husband, Jorge, the scum who retired from the army.”

No matter how Skyler pulled at Jorge, his body remained motionless, as if his feet were rooted there.

He looked at Aryan and smiled. “So what?”

“Since you’re Jorge, it’ll save me a lot of trouble!”

Aryan crossed his fingers, his joints cracking. Then a visible white air current burst out from his fingers as he said arrogantly. “I was going to have a talk with Roselyn and ask her to hand over the New- Easton Group. Now it saves me a lot of trouble!”

As he spoke, he waved his right hand. Then five sharp energies tore through the air, shattering the alloy doors of the pharmaceutical factory dozens of meters away. He sneered, “Call Roselyn now and ask her to prepare the transfer contract and deliver it to me.

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Jorge smiled.

Letting out changing strength was the unique feature of a martial artist on the Martial Leaderboard. This meant that they already had a long-range attack skill, as powerful as a small-caliber gun.

All the 108 battle generals under War God Temple were equipped with such a skill. But they were not on that board because of their confidential military identities. So, ordinary people did not know their identities at all.

If they could be put on that board…

Even the weakest of them would beat the first martial artist effortlessly.

“Maybe my word won’t work, but I still want to give you a piece of advice.”

He looked at Aryan with a faint smile. “Opportunities are not always available. Once you miss it, you’ll regret it.

“Before I start my attack, I’ll give you one last chance. Give enough compensation to villagers in Easton Village and I can spare your life. But you can never come to Ocean City again.

“If you insist on attacking me, I have to say you will die!