NovelEnglish"Die." Several sword shadows were formed from his longsword as the man shouted. They carried a fierce gust of wind, and they slashed toward Wilbur simultaneously.
His combat skills were decent. His longsword was able to slash towards Wilbur in various directions, which meant his speed was extremely fast. Ordinary people would not be able to see that.
However, Wilbur merely threw a punch.
A raging force instantly destroyed all the sword shadows.
The longsword was shattered into rampant spiritual energy, and the punch landed on his chest without any resistance. A boom could be heard.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe man flew back and crashed into a wall, and the room seemed to shake for a moment.
With that exchange, the man fell to the floor slowly, seemingly dead as blood leaked out from various orifices.
Wilbur killed the powerful Ambience level cultivator with just a single punch.
Sylvia could not believe her eyes. She knew of cultivators, but she had never seen cultivators who could form weapons before. The man's power made her feel like he was invincible and unbeatable.
However, she could not believe that he was killed like that.
That man was Jamal Somber, Casper Pugh's personal bodyguard. He was the best fighter in Joy Corp.
Wilbur walked toward the dead body and cto the window, then simply tossed Jamal out.
Jamal's corpse crashed through the window and fell straight from the 70th floor.
The sight shocked Tyson, but he was excited at the stime.
He felt like it was the moment that would change his fate. He was about to witness something a regular citizen would never know, and he would be the only person who knew the truth.
Sylvia recovered from her shock after stime. She asked Wilbur, "What are you doing?" "The culprit won't appear if we don't make a big enough scene," replied Wilbur.
She asked, "What if the police get involved?" "Who do you think I am? I chere on my own because I'm not afraid. I'll kill anyone if they won't release Kim Jenkins and shut down Joy Corp, even if your president O appears." She was stunned. She could not believe this guy claimed he would kill the president.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTyson was extremely excited in the bedroom. The news was too shocking. It was too much for him to contain himself.
Police sirens blared downstairs amid the exclamations from passersby. Police officers soon surrounded the hotel, and the detectives began their investigation.
The news reached the ears of Joy Corp's CEO, Casper Pugh. He plopped onto the chair.
He could not believe that Jamal was killed and tossed off the building.
How did things get out of hand in such a creepy way? Who the hell was with Sylvia Ronan? The police were involved, so the ournalists would be involved too He elt like he was losing control of the situation. If Sylvia told the press snames or sincidents, he vould not be able to cover it up. It was a very serious crisis at that point.
He had to shut them up, but he did not have control over the media outlets. He wondered what he should do.
He pondered and grabbed his phone to make a call.
It was quickly answered, "Hello, Mister Pugh." "Mister Kline, please order your detectives at Sky Garden Hotel to cease their investigation immediately and get rid of the journalists. This is Joy Corp's.
matter, so we'll handle this ovelourselves." The police would have evidence on Joy Corp if they arrested those two, so he had to handle it privately.
"What are you talking about, Mister Pugh? I don't quite understand." "Drop the act, Mister Kline. Do as I say immediately, or you'll be getting a call from your supervisor," said Casper in a glaring tone.
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