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

ashamed to stay

positive, mate

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

of the elevator, watching

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stretched out her foot to block

were more than expected, and White Owl and his team were short–handed. They wanted to send more people, but

had no 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 where

seven people, so each person drove a truck. There is no spare man left.

though they were extremely cautious, they still

had a flat tyre,

got out of the truck to check and instructed the others

in the past year and had

inspect the tyre, more than twenty armed

outnumbered. The seven of them had no power to resist and were forced to step out of their trucks at gunpoint.

for a whole year and had

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

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

about

instantly becane

the best in the mercenary world, comparable to the elite forces of

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they were

were eventually overpowered. Badman

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

bunch of

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

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

someone hiding in one

control and crashed into the truck in front.

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

car, they heard a loud “bang“. The driver of the rear truck was kicked out of the driver’s seat and fell heavily to the ground, raising a

fierce battle, White Owl, covered in wounds, struggled

who had been shot and said to another companion, “You take Badman back. The rest of you, come with me to retrieve our goods.”

stolen again and again. They could no longer afford to compensate.

at the cost of their lives,

the companion who was helping him. His

is not the time to show off!” White Owl

death!” Badman