Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 50 Isabelle Retrieved the Goods for White Owl.

Isabelle narrowed her eyes, carefully observing the brightly lit building in the distance, and murmured to herself, “Has it been repaired?”

God’s Armament, a force that no one dared to provoke in Melfrey, and the rumours about its mysterious behind–the–scenes boss were even more intriguing

However, they encountered the fearless and superstitious Blood Shadow.

It was broad daylight when half of the God’s Armament headquarters was destroyed by ten pounds of TNT, causing a sensation throughout Melfrey.

Isabelle couldn’t help but wonder, were her subordinates in such a miserable state because God’s Armament had discovered that she was the one who bombed their headquarters?

In Taragon City.

Harris Residence.

Dylan knocked on the study room. “Boss, Melfrey is a lot more chaotic this year than in previous years. Many desperadoes have flooded in from Southeast Ardon. Even our goods were robbed yesterday. Don’t you think we should take care of it?”

George looked at the document in his hand. Is the Duel Tournament about to start?”

Dylan replied. “Yes, in ten days. This year is expected to be livelier than previous years.”

George closed the document and raised his head. After a moment, he said, “Ask Sam if he wants to go.”

Dylan nodded. “Okay.”

Badman left the hotel and didn’t return.

White Owl was worried and eventually called a few companions to go out and look for him. Fortunately, nothing happened to him.

After two days of rest in the hotel, White Owl was running out of money and couldn’t even afford the room fee.

With his extensive connections, White Owl received another task to escort goods. He called his companions and set off immediately.

In the elevator, he encountered a girl.

The girl was slightly chubby, but she had fair skin and pretty features. The calm and composed demeanour of the girl was very attractive. She was the same girl who had inexplicably smiled at him when he checked in a few days ago.

What also caught White Owl’s attention was that this girl, like him, was an Ardon with black hair and black eyes, and she might even be Cheshian.

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the Goods for

am too ashamed to stay in Melfrey.”

something positive, mate

Badman said, “I will leave Blackwater after this mission.” As soon as

the corner of the elevator, watching

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Isabelle stretched out her foot to block the door and stepped

expected, and White Owl and his team were short–handed. They wanted to send more people, but there wasn’t enough time. They wanted to hire some people nearby, but they couldn’t

choice but

They could reach their destination in eight hours by car. For safety reasons, they decided to drive non–stop, not making any stops along the way, and take the less–travelled roads where

were seven trucks, and there were exactly seven people, so each person drove a truck.

they were extremely cautious, they still encountered

by White Owl suddenly had a flat tyre, forcing the other trucks to stop.

out of the truck to check and instructed the others not to

had experienced too much in the past

inspect the tyre, more than twenty armed mercenaries emerged from the bushes and quickly surrounded them.

no power to resist and were forced to

the goods being robbed again, Badman, who had been suppressed for a whole year and had reached his limit, couldn’t

move, pulling down the mercenary who was climbing into the

out to grab the long barrel of the gun next to him, pulling the man forward. The man stumbled forward, and White Owl kicked him in the lower

was about

situation instantly becane chaotic.

were among the best in the mercenary world, comparable to the elite forces of God’s Armament.

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they were

and his team were eventually overpowered. Badman was shot

and arrogantly said, “If it weren’t for those d*mn rules set by the

of

and resentment, the

who had stolen the goods drove away, laughing and discussing how to celebrate

was still someone hiding in one of the

control and

back, but his view was obstructed. After calling out the name of the

rear truck was kicked out of the driver’s seat and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of

departed, leaving the aftermath of a fierce battle, White Owl, covered in wounds, struggled

shot and said to another companion, “You take Badman back. The rest of you,

again. They

cost of their lives, they had to retrieve their goods,

was helping him. His eyes filled with murderous intent. ‘I’m going with

show off!” White Owl

fight them to the death!” Badman was determined