The God of War Chapter 294

“Damn!”

The pain of losing an arm made Mylee let out a shrill scream. Her wrinkled “old face” was twisted in pain, and the fake skin on her face gradually fell off, revealing an incomparably beautiful and delicate face.

Mylee looked to be in her twenties and she was so pretty.

Although she was beautiful, it was useless!

Jorge didn’t even look at her beautiful face. He casually swung his right hand and kicked Mylee away.

Mylee’s slender and graceful body was like a cannonball that had been shot out of the chamber. She crashed into the wall behind her and bounced back to the ground. Then she spat out a large mouthful of blood!

“Just now, you injured Davon. Now, you just pay it back.”

Jorge looked at the wound on Davon’s chest and nodded slightly. Then he looked at Mylee coldly and said, “Tell me, who was the one who posted the bounty mission on Dark Web?”

Mylee struggled to raise her head and stared into Jorge’s eyes. She looked mad, and her heart was in a state of turmoil!

praised Mylee. He said that Mylee’s skills were already at the peak of perfection and that it was enough for her to defeat ordinary martial arts tyrants. And

difference in their strength was simply unimaginable. To Jorge, this so-called

million. This is a huge

madness on her face gradually faded. She sneered at Jorge, “Your strength is unfathomable. I admit that

me who my employer is? There is no need to ask this question! As an

the organization. If you dare to kill me, the Bloodshed will not let you off! All kinds of killers will

fought to kill

He said softly, “Call him now and tell Hardys. Ask him yourself if he dares to fight with

trembled slightly, and the expression on her face was completely

a name, but a code name. It symbolized the supreme authority of the Bloodshed. He was a peerless god of slaughter that was second to none in the world of killers. He

middle of Van Danna Island in Europe, there was an

a glass of red wine in his left hand and a cell phone in his right hand. He listened to the intermittent sounds of pain in the receiver and slowly

more than three years, and only

one who was talking to him was Mylee the Disguiser who

the office building of the New-Easton Group, Mylee looked at Jorge who was in front of her. Her hand trembled faintly. “I’m sorry. I was unable to complete the mission and failed to

her face was filled with despair. “My lord, Jorge wants to

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