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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1497

‘I’ve been living my life unhindered all this while…! With that said, there’s no way I’d lose against this immature and inexperienced young man! It’s simply impossible!’ Carlos thought to himself, an extremely hideous expression on his face as he stretched his palm out!

As five long and black fingernails extended from his palm, Carlos roared, “To hell with you!”

“You bore me,” replied Gerald as he looked at the incoming attack before shaking his head, a wry smile on his face.

Before Carlos could even inflict any damage, he stared wide-eyed as Gerald gently flicked a finger in his direction… sending a beam of light flying toward him!

Unable to evade in time, the golden light rammed right into his darkness, completely countering Carlos’s attack as an explosive sound was heard!

The next thing the old man knew, he was flying backward like a crumpled kite. A huge chunk of his clothes—around his chest area—had been shredded to pieces and blood was already gushing out his mouth like no tomorrow.

Enduring the immense pain he was now suffering all over his body, Carlos looked at Gerald in complete disbelief as he shouted, “H-how… How is any of this even possible…?!”

far as Carlos could tell, Gerald hadn’t even been serious with his counterattack. After all, the old man had momentarily sensed him releasing an immense aura that was so powerful that it

stunned Carlos the most, and he found himself asking, “…That… What kind of martial

simply smiled subtly before saying, “You know, I’ve sworn to myself that if anyone attempted to kill or even threatened me a bit too much, I’d end them

Gerald had completely disregarded his question—Carlos immediately kowtowed respectfully while bursting into tears before pleading, “P-please, master! Please spare

crop, in fact. With that in mind, his life had definitely been way different compared to what regular people could ever dream

gotten to a similar stage as he currently was, when standing before death’s door, he was going to do anything he could to live another day. After all, he had gone through such painstaking and difficult efforts just to

regret washed through him, Carlos found himself thinking, ‘Why

looked at the old man before saying, “While I’m definitely not the most compassionate person around, I’m not overwhelmingly cruel either. Fine, then! I’ll give you a chance to

gaze. He was now so anxious

ticking!” replied Gerald

he momentarily looked up before waving his

thin air! Even so, that was enough time