The God of War Chapter 302

Would the bodyguards be useful? If they were facing an ordinary person, not to mention fifty bodyguards, any one of them would be able to scare others. The bodyguards of the Hope family were all elites, and it was easy for them to be one vs ten!

However, at that moment, they were facing Jorge. The Lord of War God. The strongest War King! Just now, Jorge casually threw a fork. No matter its strength, speed, or angle, it was exquisite and marvelous. No matter how many bodyguards there were, they were just decorations. They could not stop Jorge at all!

“You, you dare hurt me?!”

The pain was terrible. Austin first screamed and then went completely crazy. He did not realize how terrible Jorge was, “You are Roselyn’s husband, Jorge? You are very good at fighting, aren’t you? You can fight one, you can fight ten, and can you fight fifty?”

“I’ll kill you!”

Outside the private room, the bodyguards of the Hope family did not have time to react. At this time, they were full of madness. They pulled out their weapons and rushed into the door.

“You haven’t figured out my question.”

Jorge slowly shook his head. Then, he raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion with his fingers.

In Austin’s hand, the silver fork that ran through his palm seemed to be attracted by some powerful force. With a whoosh, it returned to Jorge’s hand.

blood on the surface of the fork

“Ah!”

in so much pain that his whole body trembled. He was still sitting on the chair just now, but now he directly jumped

have one

voice equally indifferent, “Now guess, where the next strike of the fork will be? Eyes,

thumb and index finger gently pinched the fork, his gaze slowly moving between Austin’s throat and the

in, including Austin himself, all froze in place with a buzzing

hunting tiger. It was a fear

from the air, throwing a flying

he wanted to, he could kill Jorge easily. No matter how many bodyguards there were, it was useless. The fork in Jorge’s hand was simply the Death

you thought of the

bodyguards. He looked at them as if they were insignificant ants. Jorge said softly, “The next time the fork struck, where did it

by lightning. His lips trembled violently and he was unable to make a

said half a word wrong, even if he made half a syllable wrong, this Jorge

dare to speak?

indifferently, “Remember, if you want to compete with the New-Easton Group in

that no

Jorge flicked his wrist

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