The God of War Chapter 155

Jorge was going to write a word on Mr. Johnson’s face.

Noah tightly covered his face, letting the blood flow. His heart was full of regret.

He was too careless! He didn’t expect the rumored good-for-nothing son-in-law, a retired soldier who had practiced military boxing for several years, to be so overbearing terrifyingly powerful.

Jorge had about twenty capable subordinates and two great fighters, but they did not even have a chance to resist. Jorge wrote a word on everyone’s face.

Even Noah couldn’t get away with it.

What did this mean? This meant that if Jorge wanted, he could easily pierce through their throats with his pen and kill them on the spot!

“Did you not hear what I said just now?”

Jorge looked into Noah’s eyes and spoke again, “My patience is limited. Call Mr. Johnson right now. Don’t even think about running away!”

novelxo.com fast updatehesitating. Suddenly, his legs went soft. He knelt in front of Jorge and cried like he was dying. “Mr. Green,

can’t reach Mr. Johnson. Mr. Johnson has retired and no one is allowed to contact him.

raised his eyebrows

Johnson had nothing to do with the Welfare Institution’s matter. Noah was just

Institution is yours. Come and talk to him.” Jorge didn’t overthink. He

to disobey Jorge. He carefully walked to Noah and asked tentatively, “Mr.

Sunset Welfare Institution? How dare he? “Mr. Owen, I was foolish in the past. I shouldn’t have wanted

He felt much more painful because of the tears on his face, and he forced a smile at Diego, “According to the compensation standard, I should give you 60 million … No, 80 million! Mr. Owen, I will

was satisfied. He bowed to Jorge, and his

easily give in because of Jorge. Noah’s men couldn’t even have the chance

one more

at Noah’s face indifferently. “You just said that

was so scared that his hands

with Roselyn, but now, he was so scared! “I’m a monster.

Jorge and Roselyn. “Mr. Green, Ms. Easton, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong.

his fifties was obviously very afraid of death. He did not care about his dignity at all. He rolled faster and faster on the ground, crying.

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