Something unexpected happened! In an instant, three teams of fully armed combatants appeared. One team fell from the sky and broke through the ceiling above! One team rushed in from one side and crashed through a wall with an armored tank, while the other one broke through the windows. Others rushed in through the doors! The three teams of fully armed combatants with guns in their hands brought the scene under control in an instant! “Drop your weapons! On the ground!” “Do not resist or we will fire!” “Down on the ground!” Seeing this scene, the man in the lead still wanted to resist and roared, “Charge out!” However! Rat-tat-tat! Rapid gunshots! More than a dozen vicious people guarding the hostages were shot and fell in a pool of blood! The scene was cleaned up in an instant! All the hostages were rescued. The leader of the team also quickly reported back, “All the hostages have been rescued, but Cyril Hopper was not found at the scene.” “Okay. Come bac
When he saw these eight people, Cyril’s heart dropped to rock bottom. He knew that he was doomed today, but he would not give up without a fight! “Are you here to kill me?” Cyril sneered as he asked. Without waiting for an answer, he increased his aura to its peak and said, “I’m sorry to disappoint you. After all, I’m a disciple who just entered the sixth zone!” A thunder-like roar echoed throughout the mountain forest. Birds and beasts scattered! Cyril’s demeanor was no longer like a normal person at this moment and was extremely fierce! The eight people did not waste any words with Cyril at all and just charged at him! They were disciples of the fourth and fifth zones with very strong overall combat effectiveness! Bang, thud! Rumble! Instantly, the place was engulfed by the battle. Cyril wandered among the eight people and fought non-stop. Both parties launched killing moves. Cyril was a disciple of the sixth zone, after all. His comprehension and control o
Cyril roared in pain, “Argh! How dare you?!” However, before Cyril could continue, Philip’s fist slammed into Cyril’s face like a meteor with raging airwaves! Bang! In an instant, Cyril flew out like a ray of light! Boom! He smashed through more than a dozen towering trees and fell to the ground. As he slid across, a deep pit of dozens of meters was razed on the ground. Smoke billowed! When Cyril fell to the ground and was about to get up, Philip was already in front of him. He raised his foot and stomped on Cyril’s chest. Crack! The sound of broken ribs resounded through the forest trail again! Cyril roared in pain and lost all ability and will to resist. “Argh! You’re so cruel! Let go of me. I’m the master of Terrain Villa and the head of the Hopper family in Beechwood City. You…” Cyril roared but his words were distorted by the pain in his leg and chest. “So annoying!” Philip said coldly and raised his hand to form a sword from condensed air. Puff!
Soon, Ernest took a special car to the villa where Stanley lived. This was a property owned by the Berry family in Beechwood City with a moderate size equivalent to a soccer field. The villa looked like a white castle surrounded by trees and flowers. After being verified by the guards at the entrance, Ernest walked into the hall of the villa. At this moment, inside the hall, Stanley stood by the window looking at the scenery in the courtyard. “Young Master Berry, you have to help me!” Ernest entered the door and knelt on the floor. Stanley turned around, looked at the kneeling Ernest, and said mildly, “I already know everything. To be honest, I don't like what you did. We could’ve easily defeated Philip in a fair game, but for your selfish intentions, you sent disciple assassins to kidnap the Warren and Hart families. You can’t keep this matter under wraps. Although you have people in the Supernatural Bureau, they’ll definitely sell you out to protect themselves. What do
After saying that, Ernest silently left the hall. Stanley sat on the sofa in the hall, took a sip of tea, and said, “Help me get in touch with Mr. Fern of the Northern Division in the Supernatural Bureau.” … Back to Philip’s side. After he returned to the hotel, Leon found him and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, Mr. Sacha of the Southern Supernatural Bureau division has been waiting in the side hall.” Philip hummed and headed toward the side hall without delay. When the door opened, he saw a middle-aged man with a potbelly. He was wearing black-rimmed glasses and sat on the sofa, where he drank tea and ate snacks comfortably. As Philip walked in, the fat middle-aged man put down the snacks in his hand, got up with a smile, and said with a bow, “Young Patriarch Clarke, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Brad Sacha. You’re indeed a talented and good-looking young man. You’re a good role model for the younger generation. With young talent like Young Patriarch Clarke in the South, it’s
Brad panicked! He looked at the documents in his hands. Every charge and allegation wasenough to send his head rolling! “Slander! This is slander! These are all false accusations. They’re not done by me at all! How could I have done such things?” Brad roared in agitation and said with panic, “Young Patriarch Clarke, how could you joke about this kind of thing? Have I offended you? Are you framing me?” Brad said with certainty that everything was forged by Philip. Philip chuckled and said coldly, “Brad, things have reached this point. How long do you think you can hide? As the leader of the Southern Division in the Supernatural Bureau, you dare to collude with external enemies! You suppressed the incident of the Warren and Hart families because you have unspeakable dealings with Terrain Villa! Do you want evidence? Alright, I'll give it to you! Men, bring Cyril Hopper here!” Brad shuddered at Philip’s order. Cyril Hopper? Did he betray Brad? Then, two heavily armed gua
Philip sneered and said, “Cyril, if you want to survive and save all your family members, tell the truth. Tell me if the Southern Division of the Supernatural Bureau colluded with you in the incident involving the Warren and Hart families.” Cyril’s eyes flickered as he gritted his teeth and glanced at Brad who had an ugly scowl on his face. He dared not say anything because his whole family was under Brad’s supervision. If he said anything, his entire family would die in the next second! Cyril shook his head and said in a low, weak voice, “Young Patriarch Clarke, I don't know what you’re talking about. I don't know Mr. Sacha at all. This is our first meeting.” Hearing Cyril’s sensible remark, Brad said smugly, “Listen, Young Patriarch Clarke. I don’t know Villa Master Hopper at all. So, those false accusations are slander. You’re framing me.” Hearing this, Philip frowned, looked down at Cyril, and said, “Cyril, you don't have many chances. If you don’t tell the truth now, a
He had to point everyone out? Brad panicked. He would offend many people if he did that. Could he still survive then? With that thought, Brad shook his head and said, “I can’t do that, Young Patriarch Clarke. If I point everyone out, I’ll die all the same.” Philip snorted coldly and said, “Do you think you’ll have a chance to survive in front of the director?” Brad trembled at that remark. It was better to offend everyone else than to be punished by the director! Thus, Brad slumped to the floor, his eyes dull. Seeing his state, Philip did not dwell on this topic and said to Leon behind him, “Villa Master Jefferson, please send someone to watch over Mr. Sacha and make sure he's properly fed and served. After the disciple competition two days later, bring him in.” “Yes, Young Patriarch Clarke,” Leon responded. He was very excited because Philip’s means were simply too explosive! He took down Brad Sacha in such a short time. He was the person in charge of the South