On the other side, Walker sat upright in his seat. Suddenly, someone approached him and whispered in his ear, "Young master, something's happened!" Walker looked up calmly and said, "How many times have I told you, if there's something, speak slowly." The subordinate swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "Young master, Jack is dead!" "Who is Jack?" Walker asked. "He's the assassin we hired! I just received the news that Jack was killed in the courtyard. He was strangled by someone else!" "What?" Walker stood up suddenly. "You said he was a martial arts expert, how could he be strangled by someone else?" "I don't know!" the subordinate replied. At that moment, several people walked in from the entrance. They were Elliott and his group. Elliott walked past Walker and overheard their conversation. "There's nothing impossible, he was just a mere martial artist," Elliott said coldly. "You, you're not dead?" Walker stepped back in shock, his face filled with disbelief. "What, y
Although Elliott's behavior caused a stir, it didn't have much impact on the other appraisers who entered the finals. Those who made it to the finals were all very stable in their mindset. The long competition proceeded in a boring manner because, besides silence, there was nothing else. Except for the sensation caused by those like Elliott who submitted their answers at the beginning of the competition, the rest of the competition process was uneventful. However, the exciting part of the competition was the announcement of the final results. After all the appraisers submitted their answers, everyone waited for the final results. The ten appraisers who entered the finals sat together, and coincidentally, Walker sat next to Elliott. "Brother Walker, what are your chances of winning the championship this time?" Elliott took the initiative to ask. For some reason, when Walker sat next to Elliott, he felt a strong sense of oppression that he had never felt before. As a yo
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar. However, the judges on the stage and Elliot remained calm and composed. Elliott, in particular, looked disdainfully at Leon. "This guy is getting desperate!" Walker glanced at Elliott and said, "The same thing has happened again. Looks like you'll have to deal with this yourself!" Elliott shook his head and said, "I'm used to it." Elliott was never one to shy away from trouble. Since Len had chosen to stand up and challenge him at this moment, trying to humiliate him, he had to teach Leon a lesson. After pausing for a moment, Elliott walked towards Leon. "You said I cheated?" Elliott asked coldly. "Yes, you cheated!" Leon said angrily. "At a time like this, you need to provide evidence. You're not just hitting me in the face, you're hitting the face of the organizing committee. Do you know how big an impact this will have? If I didn't cheat, do you think your Loic family could bear the consequences
On the other end of the phone, Norah's voice could be heard, mixed with sobs. "Norah, what happened? Take your time and tell me," Elliott comforted. Norah sobbed a few times before saying, "After you left," our company's network was attacked by hackers, causing it to stop for two hours. During those two hours, a mysterious force launched an attack on our company in the stock market, causing our market value to shrink by almost half. "And, and, Chloe was kidnapped while she was out negotiating a deal with someone!" Just as Elliott and Norah were on the phone, Alma's phone also rang. "What? Dad was beaten up?" Alma asked. "Who did it?" she continued. Hearing the bad news on the phone, Alma was on the verge of collapse. "Elliott, something's happened!" she exclaimed. With so many things happening, Elliott and his team immediately returned to Rica Even the gathering with the big shots in the antique industry was canceled. Elliott had a foreboding feeling that their opponent
"Father, that's the North Town War God, what about us?" Walker said with some concern. Downey snorted coldly and said, "So what if he's the North Town War God? He's strong, but he's just one person against the entire Gunnar. But don't forget, our Savage family also has a War God. Many people don't want him to be alive." Walker swallowed and asked, "What should we do now?" After thinking for a moment, Downey said, "He wants to lie low and wait for an opportunity, but we can't give him that chance. Your Uncle Jax's idea is to force him to make a move. Only then can more people know that he's still alive." "I understand!" Two days later, Elliott arrived in Valtania, which faced Panama across the river. Two days ago, Chloe came to Valtania to sign a contract as invited. However, on that evening, Chloe was kidnapped by a mysterious person. Elliott felt that this matter was related to the contract that Chloe went to sign. Before coming to Valtania, Elliott had already had his
The security guards were still in shock. After hearing Willam's command, they all took out their batons and rushed towards Elliott. However, Elliott released his power and threw a punch, smashing the iron batons in their hands. The guards were stunned. How could their iron batons be bent by just one punch? "Is this guy even human?" More than thirty guards rushed towards Elliott, but he was not afraid. He fought back against every one of them, and with each punch, one guard fell to the ground. This was already him holding back. If Elliott used all his power, these people would all become corpses. Elliott had spent half his life on the battlefield and had killed countless people. In the eyes of his enemies in the North, he was a butcher, a death god that they feared. Killing was too easy for Elliott, but now he was in the mortal world and was limited by many restrictions. He didn't want to go too far. However, if these people completely angered him, Elliott wouldn't mind tu
After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, there was a cold laugh. "As expected of the North Guardian God of Gunnar" your words are so powerful and impressive. "Oh, by the way, I just heard from my subordinate that the woman named Chloe is now wearing a bomb. This bomb," at most, will explode in an hour. After speaking, the phone was hung up. Elliot's face became even more ugly. Alnwick took advantage of Elliott's inattention and fled. Elliott didn't have the mood to deal with this now. What he cared about most was the bomb on Chloe's body. He would never doubt whether what Abbott said was true. This guy was ruthless and could do anything, "Only one hour!" Elliott frowned. Valtania was not his territory, and he wanted to find Chloe within an hour, which was like finding a needle in a haystack. Elliott was helpless, so he took out his phone and called Ethan. "North King, what are your orders?" "Notify the high-level officials in Valtania to help me find
With a sizzling sound, a spark flashed across the bomb. This scene made Elliott break out in a cold sweat, but Chloe was unusually relaxed. Elliott stared at the bomb, wondering if he was going to die here today. He closed his eyes, refusing to believe in fate or that heaven would let him die here. After about three seconds, Elliott opened his eyes and burst out laughing at the bomb. "Haha!" Elliott laughed and said, "The guys from the King's Alliance did something so stupid. I was scared out of my wits by a stinky bomb!" Although he said so, Elliott was really happy. "Chloe, you won't die." As he spoke, Elliott removed the bomb from Chloe's body. When Chloe was saved, she collapsed in Elliot's arms due to exhaustion in the Great Gunnar Kingdom. If I don't dig out these timed bombs one by one, the consequences will be unimaginable." "Well, Ethan spoke, with something hidden in his eyes. Elliott could feel it. After all, Ethan was trained by him. He could perceive things t