His Lordship Alexander Kane

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Chapter 0268 +15 BONOS The Four Envoys and Sam sprung into action.

It was like a whirlwind sweeping across flat ground, the entire corridor overwhelmed by a strong gust. Their figures were impossible to discem with the naked eye, resembling five phantom images that instantly rushed to the front of George and the others.

Five grandmasters, murderous intent soaring. The forces of their punches and kicks were beyond belief, appearing deceptively casual but possessing

boundless power. It was like unyielding steel pillars capable of crushing anything, mercilessly slamming toward the heads of George and his companions.

“We fight!” George roared and wielded his mountain-cutting knife, confronting the Tyrant of the East's fist, but- The blade shattered!

The alloy material of the mountain-cutting knife, like fragile paper, was easily torn apart by the Tyrant of the East’s punch. The subsequent force hardly weakened at all, solidly crashing into George’s chest.

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“Ahh!” George screamed in agony, blood spraying from his mouth. He flew backward, knocking over the bodyguards behind him. They continued to spew blood, completely losing their fighting capacity.

Luca and the frontline security guards also suffered severe blows. With a single move, the other three chief disciples and Sam repelled them, causing their chests to cave in, breaking numerous ribs. They lay on the ground, unable to get up.

In just a glance, the victor was clear.

If it were not for their long-term endurance training, robust physique, and sturdy bones, their injuries would not be as simple as severe. They would have died.

“Trivial ants. Not worth a strike.” Tyrant of the East flexed his wrist, looking at the struggling George and the others with a sneer. “| thought you’d have something good enough to keep you going. Turns s out you're just like wax guns-looks good but useless!”

At the entrance to the presidential suite, Bella, with half of her ten white and delicate fingers already adorned with nail polish, glanced indifferently at George. She spoke softly. “Not dead yet, are you? Your bones are quite tough!

“Now that you've kept one life, cherish it! George, prostrate yourself before me. Keep doing it until I'm satisfied, and the words | said earlier still stand. Once | take over New Chesire Group, I'll reserve the position of general manager for you!”

George was barely conscious, blood streaking from the corners of his mouth, a cold smile forced onto his face. He refused to yield!

Lord Kane rode in a fighter jet and had arrived at Ol’ Mare. He might reach anytsoon. With him around, the entire Jackman family was nothing more than chickens and dogs. Forget Bella.

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“Oh? Are you laughing?” As she spoke, Bella finished painting another nail. The corner of her eye swept over George and the others. With a light chuckle, she said, “Since you like to laugh, I'll let you laugh to your heart’s

content. “East Envoy, shut him up! Make him suffer, but make him keep that smile forever!” Beside her, the Tyrant of the East sneered and got to George. He opened his right hand and swung.

This slap shattered the left side of George’s face, tearing muscles and skin instantly. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere. If George had not clenched his teeth tightly, even his teeth would have been blown

away.

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“Your bones are hard, and your teeth are strong.” Bella finished the last nail, blew a gentle breath in front of her lips, and admired her masterpiece with satisfaction. She giggled and said, “My nails are done. The gshould be over.

“Men, kill them all.”

Sam and the Four Envoys grinned, moving forward simultaneously. The strongest envoy, Tyrant of the East, had a visible turbulent white airflow covering the surface of his palm. He aimed at George's left temple and

flashed past.

He had half a foot in the threshold of the suprgrand martial realm, far surpassing the martial arts master. George would die the second his palm collided with him.

“Jackman family...” At this moment, George had almost lost the will to survive, staring fixedly at Bella’s eyes. as if trying to remember this snake-like face forever.

The powerful wind hit! Tyrant of the East’s palm and George’s temple were less than half a millimeter apart, about to blow up George’s head. However...

“The Jackman family wasn’t worthy of death, and | didn’t intend to uproot them completely,” a young man’s voice, seemingly from nowhere, echoed through the crowded corridor, resonating in everyone’s ears and hearts in an instant.

“But I’ve changed my mind. | declare that within three days, the entire Jackman family will not be spared!”

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