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

too ashamed to

positive,

said, “I will leave Blackwater after this mission.”

of

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about to close, Isabelle stretched out her foot to block the door and

this time were more than expected, and White Owl and his team were short–handed. They wanted to send more people, but there wasn’t enough

had no choice but

car. For safety reasons, they decided to drive non–stop, not making any stops along the way, and take

trucks, and there were exactly seven people, so each person drove a truck. There is no spare

extremely cautious, they

a flat tyre, forcing the other trucks

Owl got out of the truck to check and

had experienced too much in the past year and had

armed mercenaries emerged from the bushes and quickly surrounded them.

had no power to resist and were forced to step out of their trucks at

who had been suppressed for a whole year and had reached his

made a move, pulling down the mercenary who was climbing into the driver’s seat and delivering a powerful punch to his face, then

the gun next to him, pulling the man forward. The man stumbled

about to begin.

situation instantly becane

best in the mercenary world, comparable to the elite

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they were outnumbered.

his team were eventually overpowered. Badman was shot in the leg and seriously

for those d*mn rules set by the God’s Armament Alliance,

of

Owl and his team’s frustration and resentment, the other

had stolen the goods drove away, laughing and discussing

was still someone hiding

truck in the middle suddenly lost control and crashed

obstructed. After calling out the name of the driver in the

truck was kicked out of the driver’s seat and

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

companion, “You take Badman back. The rest of

again and again. They could no longer afford

cost of their lives,

who was helping him. His eyes filled

time to show off!” White Owl shouted

the death!” Badman was determined