The God of War

Chapter 72

The God of War Chapter 72

Jorge said he could wait till the end.

In the private room, all the big shots looked at Jorge who showed up, especially the warrior monk Eason and the foreign man. They raised their eyebrows slightly and sneered without concealing their expressions.

Where did this brat come from?

He was simply courting death!

They had been practicing martial arts for many years, and their eyesight was very sharp. The young man named Jorge in front of them looked ordinary at first glance. His temples did not bulge, and his knuckles were not calloused. His muscles were smooth and slender so he did not have any explosive power…

Such a person could be killed in one move! Hanson said, “Eason!”

Hanson turned to look at Eason, and his eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness and murder, “I don’t care who he is. Just kill him or cripple him!”

The warrior monk Eason laughed in a low voice. His long and narrow eyes seemed to be emitting a solid cold light. He looked at Jorge again and measured in his heart.

He was convinced that this youth was not a martial arts expert. Jorge should dare to wear ordinary clothes to fight. With ordinary clothes, many moves were difficult to use, restricted by clothes.

Therefore, for real warriors, their clothes were particularly loose, either novelxo.com fast updatewearing a vest or a pair of shorts or simply exposing their bare bodies, making it more convenient for them to make moves.

His temples, muscles, dressing…

There was no doubt that Eason would not make a mistake. This youth was just putting on an act and he had no martial skill!

“Hanson, you don’t need to worry. This kid is nothing to me. I can kill him with one move!” After calculation, Eason was relieved and said to Hanson with a small smile.

Laughter rang.

Hanson laughed wildly!

Pointing at Davon, Hanson laughed and leaned back, “Davon, is this your trump card? I don’t know where you found such a hothead, and you should dare to trick me with this kid?”

As he spoke, his expression turned fierce again, “Davon, if you don’t want to die, kneel and kowtow to me. Apologize and compensate us for all the losses!”

“If you say no, don’t blame me for what I’m going to do to you. Whether it is Leo or this kid, I will kill them on the spot!”

Davon laughed in his heart.

“Leo!”

Davon waved his hand and laughed loudly towards Leo, “Now call the Pearl Hotel. Tell them to make all the signature dishes. We will go back to celebrate later!”

“Alright!”

Leo did not hesitate and immediately took out his phone to dial.

“Celebrate?”

Hanson was stunned at first, and then his face was full of laughter, “Oh Davon, I thought you were an ambitious person, but you are an idiot!”

As he spoke, his expression suddenly turned ferocious, and his killing intent surged, “Davon, how dare you pretend to be something in front of me? You won’t shed a tear until you see your coffin. You don’t give up, do you?”

Several big shots next to him were also furious. They stared at Davon, gnashing their teeth, “I gave you a chance but you refused it! I wanted to give you a way out, but now you are courting death! Don’t blame us…”

“Have you said enough?”

Jorge, who had been silent all this time, finally lost all his patience and said indifferently, “It’s getting late. I still want to go home and accompany my daughter. Don’t waste time! Who wants to be the first to die? Come!” Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Hanson laughed.

Hanson’s gaze once again fell on Jorge’s face. Looking at the fellow who feared no death, he smiled cruelly, “Eason, did you hear that? He’s asking us who is going to die first!

It seems that Davon was good at finding such a fool who is not afraid of death! Now, Eason, please teach this kid a lesson!”

Eason moved his wrist and casually did a few warm-up movements. He smiled sinisterly at Jorge, “Since you are bent on dying, I can only be merciful and do what you ask!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and made a grabbing motion with his fingers, which looked like the shape of a dragon claw. It was the top martial arts of Buddhism, the Dragon Claws! Then, Jorge said, “Too slow.”

Jorge said indifferently without even looking. Then, he slowly raised his foot.

“What?”

At this moment, Eason’s right hand had just gone deep, and his pupils couldn’t help but constrict violently.

Eason saw that Jorge had disappeared in an instant and he moved