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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ashamed

positive, mate

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

in the corner of

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close, Isabelle stretched out her

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

choice but to persevere.

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

each person drove a truck. There is no

extremely cautious, they still encountered a problem.

had a flat tyre,

and

in the past year and

than twenty armed mercenaries emerged from

resist

robbed again, Badman, who had been suppressed for a whole year and

pulling down the mercenary who was climbing into the driver’s seat and delivering

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

was about to begin.

instantly becane

Owl and his team were among the best in the mercenary world, comparable to the

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were

eventually overpowered. Badman was

for those d*mn rules set

bunch of trash.”

resentment, the other party

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

noticed that there was still someone hiding in

control and crashed

calling out the name of the driver in the rear car twice and receiving no response, he immediately called his companions in the same

the rear truck was

of a fierce battle, White Owl, covered in wounds, struggled to get up

to another companion, “You take Badman back. The rest

had been stolen again and again. They could no longer afford

even at the cost of their lives, they had to retrieve their goods,

away the companion who was helping him. His eyes

time to show

to the death!” Badman was determined