Chapter 2124: Chapter 2124: Entering the City
“What’s happening outside?”
Quella Radcliffe sat on the sofa, looking at Hawthorne across from her.
Beside her, Itai Huntington was also listening expectantly.
They were just ordinary people.
Living a normal life.
But Martial Artists do exist in this world.
With enough money, one can find out about them.
Itai Huntington even gathered a group of Martial Artists as bodyguards.
But these past few days, the world seed to have gone awry.
The existing order was disrupted, and even the most ordinary people felt that sothing big was about to happen.
“Recently, a person nad Trent Marsh appeared, leading a group of underlings to sweep through the martial arts community of the world,” Hawthorne replied without hiding anything, “But the problem is, the Sacred Master is missing, and Trent Marsh’s abilities are too strong. In just a few days, he brought down those long-standing sects.”
“Those old sects either surrendered or were wiped out. Once they fell, the martial arts community naturally collapsed as well. Trent Marsh, like in uninhabited territory, has basically ruled the martial arts community.”
“Where is the Sacred Master?” Quella Radcliffe asked anxiously.
She hadn’t heard from Julius Reed for a long ti.
Hearing that even Hawthorne couldn’t contact Julius Reed, she couldn’t help but feel worried.
“It’s okay, we can hold on for a few more days. But the latest news is that Trent Marsh plans to co to Gonzalez City to personally take over this place,” Hawthorne stood up and bowed very politely, “If there really is danger, I will first ensure the safety of the sisters-in-law.”
“No, if Julius Reed is dead, I won’t live either,” Quella Radcliffe shook her head resolutely.
She couldn’t imagine what motivation she would have to live if she lost Julius Reed.
“The Sacred Master will be fine,” Hawthorne, who had originally intended to leave, turned back at the door and said, “For thousands of years, what storms and waves has the Sacred Master not weathered? Don’t worry, even if I die, I will surely ensure your safety!”
After speaking, he closed the door and left.
Silence returned to the room.
“Itai, I’m a little scared,” Quella Radcliffe cried loudly in Itai Huntington’s arms.
Only crying could vent those emotions and feelings.
“It’s okay… believe in him,” Itai Huntington’s eyes were also red.
Copper Sparrow Terrace.
“Everyone.”
Bam!
Hawthorne pushed open the door, only to see Aron Jackson playing a ga.
He was startled for a mont and asked, “Where’s the Emperor?”
“Having a al,” Aron Jackson raised his head, glanced over, and continued playing.
“Didn’t see him?” Hawthorne looked around, not seeing the Emperor at all.
“Ha,” Aron Jackson pointed to the bathroom, “Look, the Emperor said he missed this taste. We wouldn’t dare speak or ask.”
“Damn!” Hawthorne suddenly felt a little nauseous.
Coincidentally, the bathroom door opened then.
The Emperor wiped his mouth and walked toward him, “Shall we feast tonight to celebrate? The Sacred Master is coming, so our worries are nonexistent.”
Thinking of the Emperor’s culinary skills, the two quickly shook their heads.
“I just told the sisters-in-law that even if I die, I will ensure their safety,” Hawthorne said proudly as he sat beside Aron Jackson, “This bit of intel gained quite a bit of favor. When the sisters-in-law whisper in your ears, I’ll be your boss.”
“Damn!” Aron Jackson threw down the ga, stood up, and looked at Hawthorne, “Brother, that’s not cool! Why didn’t you tell us about such a good opportunity? Do you believe I’ll go tell the sisters-in-law right now?”
“Yeah, expose you!” The Emperor chid in.
Such scheming.
Even this can be used.
“If you two go and tell, it’s jealousy, it’s sowing discord. By then, what will the Sacred Master think of you?” Hawthorne said rather smugly, “Is it my fault you don’t have the brains for this?”
“Not fair!”
Aron Jackson sat down angrily.
“Exactly, not cool!” The Emperor was also not pleased.
“Alright, I’ll treat you two tonight. How about hotpot? Consider it my apology?” Hawthorne patted his chest, “After all, I’m a good guy! How’s that for being cool?”
“Cool enough.” Aron Jackson picked up his cellphone and realized his ga teammates were complaining about him being idle in the base.
A whole group even threatened to report Aron Jackson to get him banned.
“Really makes angry.” Aron Jackson picked up another phone to call the ga’s custor service, “Hello, I’ll give you ten million, suspend this player for , I’ll read you the na…”
“Sorry, sir.” The voice of the custor service agent kindly refused over the phone.
“Alright.” Aron Jackson picked up the phone on the table, “Percival, help deal with the Earth Malady ga, I’m fed up, make it quick, and ban this group of people for as well.”
After hanging up the phone.
Not even five minutes later.
Four teammates were forcibly disconnected, and the five opponents also went offline.
Aron Jackson proudly took down the crystal by himself.
He put down his phone, looking at Hawthorne, “When did the Sacred Master say he was coming? Trent Marsh’s advance team will arrive at Gonzalez City tonight.”
“The Sacred Master will take at least two or three days. Trent Marsh’s henchn are nurous, from Demarco Mount to Gonzalez City, the journey wouldn’t be easy,”
Hawthorne pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Aron Jackson, lighting one himself, “But the good news is, based on my estimation, Trent Marsh’s target isn’t Gonzalez City, but to lure out the Sacred Master.”
“What if the Sacred Master is late?” the Emperor asked.
“Then Gonzalez City would really be in danger,” Hawthorne fell silent for a mont, “By then, the two of you hold the rear while I take the sisters-in-law away.”
“Damn!”
The Emperor and Aron Jackson simultaneously cursed.
Gonzalez City was like an isolated island, surrounded by spies everywhere.
Even inside Gonzalez City, it was filled with people from various factions.
There were Martial Artists who had pledged allegiance to Trent Marsh, wanting to conquer Gonzalez City, but anyone coming in perished.
The Emperor and Hawthorne directly scared off many Martial Artist underlings.
Therefore, it beca a refuge for many people here.
But gradually, it also beca a thorn in Trent Marsh’s side.
A small coastal city that usually attracted no attention, yet beca a stubborn thorn.
Countless Martial Artists died here, making many start to waver.
Especially people around Gonzalez City.
But recently, Trent Marsh announced his intention to flatten Gonzalez City!
Nurous Martial Artists began itching for action, ready to be the vanguard for Trent Marsh, hoping to secure a good position when he re-establishes order.
Trent Marsh hadn’t arrived, but his subordinates already reached the outskirts of Gonzalez City.
“Mister Dragon, there are three rather formidable fellows in Gonzalez City. The first is Hawthorne, the second is the Emperor, and the third is Aron Jackson,”
An old man stood beside a middle-aged man, introducing in detail, “The Emperor was once one of the Seventh Emperors, Hawthorne is from the Military Departnt of Demarco Mount, and as for Aron Jackson, that guy is cunning and specializes in assassination.”
“Heh,” the middle-aged man, cloaked in black, sneered disdainfully, “What more reasons are there, the only reason is that you’re useless!”
After saying that, he pushed the old man aside and headed alone towards Gonzalez City, “Today, I, Mister Dragon, will enter Gonzalez City alone and cause a massive upheaval!”
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