Chapter 662 Chase held on to his phone at Admiralporium as he contemplated this. In less than a minute, he seemed to come to a decision and dialed a number. 

“Chief Rivera, what made you call me at this hour?” An old man‘s voice was heard from the other end of the line. 

Chase‘s tone was respectful. “Mr. Pattingson, Mr. Yarde‘s gone to the Osborns.” 

Waylon sprang up from his bed. “What‘s he gone there for?” 

“The Osborns sent someone to kill him. He got angry and wanted to go settle the score with them,” Chase said. 

Waylon‘s tone was serious. “Got it. I’ll ask Swenson to depart right away.” 

“I‘ll leave you to it then.” Chase‘s smile and tone were polite. 

he dared not simply act either. Waylon was probably the

skilled that Chase did not hope a miracle doctor like him would be killed by Osborn‘s Smasher. Even if Eternalporium‘s name was intimidating, who could guarantee that the other party would not act rashly when forced into a corner?

uncomfortably warm and stuffy in the middle of the night. Kayson had cultivated his darksoul, so the heat was completely

he was about to approach, various energies targeted him in

noise of movement cutting through air was heard as several people surrounded him. The middle–aged man who had assumed the leader‘s position asked sternly,

 

master–level expert. Cold sweat broke out on the latter‘s head, and his breathing

how he was acting, the fighters who were only at the

doors that were shut tight sprang open with a boom. More people with strong presences appeared –mostly master fighters, as well as four

you intrude on the

shot down with an icy gaze, like a crane

the man‘s immense inner energy but he did not avoid him. Instead, he let the grandmaster attack

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