From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

Several strong men dressed in black rushed down from a dozen cars, respectively.

They were all martial artist practitioners and were extremely fast, quickly coming at Leonard’s car like cheetahs.

Leonard unhurriedly opened the door to the car.

Until those strong men rushed closer, he struck out ferociously, punching one person at a time with vicious moves.

With every punch he threw, a man would be knocked down.

Two or three minutes later, around his Rolls-Royce, more than forty men were already lying in disarray.

These martial artists were considered excellent fighters anywhere, but at this moment, their arms or legs had been twisted and deformed, and their throats had been smashed. They died horribly on the spot.

Some martial artists were even hit so severely that their chests crumbled, and they were spitting blood out of their

mouths.

Even though there were so many martial artists, none of them were able to cry out. They could only utter weak sounds of pain mixed with miserable whimpers.

Leonard walked over to a middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader and stomped on top of his head.

“If I’m not mistaken, Anthony assigned you here, right?”

As the man hadn’t even said a word, Leonard used his foot to force the entire head of that man to be directly stomped and deformed.

As for the rest of the guys, Leonard didn’t bother with them.

He returned to his car, took out his phone, found a number in the call log he had just talked to, and dialed it.

He called Anthony.

A slight hint of a pandering voice came from Anthony on the other side of the phone. “Mr. Santos, what can I do for you?”

Leonard laughed, “I’m so sorry. I have something to ask for your help. A group of people here besieged me, and I all killed them. If the Bureau of Police finds out, there will inevitably be trouble. Can you come and help me deal with it?”

of the phone, Anthony patted his chest and promised it would be a piece of cake, telling Leonard to send him the address, and he’d be right on his way to handle it.

be right there.”

smiled and hung up the phone.

people, all masters who had reached the Power Realm and Strength

didn’t dare to do

was just a test for

waiting for the message

thought that Leonard would face so many masters and would at

men who went there

among those people who had reached the Strength Realm. If someone could defeat them all, they even had powers of Transformation Realm.

couldn’t help but look at Noam

point you out but asked you to clean up the mess. It might be better for you to go and take

Leonard possesses the power of Transformation Realm, why are you afraid of him?

play with us, let’s play

words gave Anthony a strong impetus.

“Yes, I have nothing to fear. I have reached the Superior Level of Transformation Realm, so will

against the side of

got the message and rushed

Santos, are you alright?”

looked at the men falling to the ground

most likely to collude with Anthony within the Galen Group and play

game.”

about it, and they all said Anthony sent them. But Leonard thought Anthony didn’t have the guts

the Youth Sect has risen abruptly, breaking through to the Grand

I’m not mistaken, Anthony would be planning to stand on Max’s side. That’s why he sent someone to test you. Mr. Santos, please don’t worry. As a guarantee,

waved his

to report such trivial matters

suddenly up

guts? He even dared to ambush Mr. Santos. If I check it out, I will definitely break him into

striding in with a

on his face, as if these people who fell on the ground had nothing

I was kind-hearted and wouldn’t kill someone?” Leonard said with

the car and didn’t move, waiting for Anthony to come