The God of War

Chapter 140

The God of War Chapter 140

“No…”

Kian staggered, his face changed.

Overwhelmed by Jorge’s killing intent, he knew that man wasn’t joking. If he dared to say one more word for Gideon, he would be killed!

“Kian, save, save me!”

Gideon writhed on the floor behind Kian. His eyes spun back in his head out of the pain from his broken limbs. He cried in a broken voice, “Save me, I don’t want to die…”

Kian gritted his teeth and did not dare to utter a sound.

He cared more about himself than Gideon’s life. Moreover, he did not know what to say to calm Jorge’s anger. If he said one word wrong, Jorge would take his life! “You are sensible and smart!” Jorge glanced at Kian and said.

“Unlike Gideon, smart people will live longer while the foolish will die early.”

After saying that, he looked down at the drowsy Roselyn in his arms, his gaze softened slightly. Then he turned to Kian again and said coldly, “Prepare a coffin and bring Gideon back.”

“Don’t misunderstand. I mean bring back his corpse!”

‘What?!’

Kian was shocked. He looked at Jorge in disbelief. “Mr. Green, you…”

Without any hesitation, Jorge moved. So fast that he was a blur. The next moment, he appeared in front of Gideon, lifted his right foot, and broke Gideon’s neck. Then, he turned back to the bed and held Roselyn in his arms again.

The kill took him less than half a second.

On the ground, Gideon’s body got stiff. Blood slowly gushed out of the corner of his mouth, and the faint light in his eyes quickly disappeared.

He died of a broken neck.

“Gideon!” Kian’s eyes popped out as he rushed forward and hugged Gideon’s body tightly. He shouted, on the verge of madness, “Jorge Green, how dare you kill my brother? The Simpsons will never let this go! Never!”

Jorge snorted. He gently lifted the sleeping Roselyn and said to Kian, “Now, you can prepare the coffin. One or two, you choose.”

Kian trembled, and the crazy curses came to an abrupt end.

One coffin or two? If he dared to curse again, Jorge would make him follow in Gideon’s footsteps. Two coffins, one for each of the Simpson brothers! “Remember, don’t come to Ocean City again. You can’t afford to offend the New-Easton Group!”

After saying this, Jorge carried Roselyn and slowly walked out of the hole at the door of the suite.

From beginning to end, Jorge did not even look at the six elite bodyguards behind Kian! novelxo.com fast update

About two hours later, in the Simpsons’, Cloud City.

It was already close to one in the morning, but the lights kept on in the Simpsons’!

“Gideon, my son!”

In the living room, the head of the Simpson family, Liam cried when he looked at Gideon who was lying in the coffin. He almost blacked out when he saw Gideon’s twisted limbs and the bloody crotch. “Jorge Green, how dare you kill my son! I will make you pay with your life!” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

All the Simpsons were dressed in black suits. All of them lowered their heads deeply and kept silent.

Although the Simpsons kept it quiet, there were many rumors about Gideon’s horrible death. Almost everyone in Cloud City knew about it, but no one came to his funeral.

It was all because of Jorge! The Simpson family was one of the top forces in Cloud City. However, it was not a match for the powerful Hooper family.

Even Dominick, the heir of the Hooper family, was disabled in the fight with Jorge. What could the Simpson family do? But Gideon was the direct descendant of the Simpson family. He was Liam’s son!

“Dad, leave this to me!” Kian stood next to the coffin and looked up at Liam. He said through his teeth, “As the firstborn of the Simpson family, I promise you that Gideon will not die in vain. I will make Jorge pay with his blood!”

Liam’s eyes lit up. A deep-rooted hatred flashed through his eyes. “Kian, tell me, what do you want to do?”

Kian narrowed his eyes and sneered, “No matter how strong a fortress is, it can’t stop the gnawing of ants! The larger the company was, the more parasites there are!”

He then took out his phone and dialed a number.

“Mr. Simpson?”

On the other side of the line was a sobbing woman. “Mr. Simpson, please forgive me. I only followed the orders. Your brother’s death has nothing to do with me!”

“That’s not what I want to say!”

Kian held the phone. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he said, “152… Remember this phone number. This is Callum Trevino, a manager of the New-Easton Group!”

“I’ll give you three days. Take him down and wait for my orders.”

“You know what you should do!