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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too ashamed to

positive,

this mission.” As soon as the elevator door opened, Badman went

stood in the corner of the elevator,

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her foot to

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

no choice but to persevere.

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

exactly seven people, so each

even though they were extremely cautious, they still

driven by White Owl suddenly had a flat tyre,

to check and instructed

too much in the past year and had become overly cautious.

tyre, more than twenty armed mercenaries emerged from the bushes

resist and

Badman, who had been suppressed for a whole year and had reached

behind his head, he suddenly made a move, pulling down the mercenary who was climbing into the driver’s

the gun next to him, pulling the man forward. The man stumbled forward, and White Owl kicked him

was about to

instantly becane

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

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they were outnumbered.

overpowered. Badman was shot in the leg and

it weren’t for those d*mn rules set by the God’s

bunch of trash.”

team’s frustration and resentment, the other party took their goods and left

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

someone hiding

middle suddenly lost control and

of the crashed truck cursed and leaned out to look back, but his view was obstructed. After calling out the name of the driver in the rear car

truck was kicked out of the driver’s seat and

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

another companion, “You take Badman back. The rest of you,

been stolen again and again. They could no

even at the cost of their lives, they

away the companion who was helping him. His eyes filled with

is not the time to show

the death!” Badman was determined