The God of War Chapter 289

Jorge and Lilyana left.

At the door of the Joseph’s villa, Sheldon looked at the Porsche taillights from afar until the lights completely disappeared. He threw away the alloy steel knife in his hand and immediately hugged Bob, crying loudly, “Bob, are you alright Bob? Stay with me, stay with me! Bob!”

Bob lost too much blood and fell to the ground. He was cold and couldn’t speak at all.

“Fuck, are you dead?”

Sheldon pretended to cry a few times. Then he reached out to touch Bob’s nostrils, pushed Bob’s body away, and said with anger, “Shit! You clean up this place. I want to return home immediately!”

Kyson and Colin, who were not far away, rushed forward and felt the pulse on Bob’s wrist. Their faces were full of joy. “Mr. Sheldon, Bob’s not dead. We can still save him. It’s just a flesh wound. It is not too late to send him to the hospital now!”

“Still alive? Shit!”

Sheldon spat out a mouthful of saliva, then raised his hand and waved. “Send him to the hospital. Even if he is saved, he is still a piece of trash! If he can’t be saved, then send him directly to the morgue. I have done all I can.”

Kyson and Colin looked at each other, then secretly shook their heads. They immediately took out their phones and called the hospital.

“Jorge…”

and looked in the direction where the Porsche left. A cold light flashed

‘You thought you were

This was not over!’

Joseph’s house in Old Town, Middle

River City. His forefathers served as officials and later went into business, making them

Joseph family was inextricably linked to a famous

“My lord.”

of the Joseph’s residence, a grey-robed butler slowly walked in. He bowed slightly to an

Sheldon?

his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes became a bit

abroad and obtained two doctorate degrees in succession. After returning to the country, he immediately took over the family business. He was already a famous entrepreneur in

he had been passionate about martial arts since he was a child. After he grew up, he opened more than a dozen chain martial arts dojos. Occasionally, he would organize martial arts tournaments.

a child. When he grew up, he used his power

let

face darkened as he waved his

the door of the study room, the grey-robed butler hesitated for a moment and whispered, “Mr. Harper …

What?

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