Chapter 140
The God of War Chapter 140
“No…”
Kian staggered, his face changed.
Overwhelmed by Jorge’s killing intent, he knew that man wasn’t joking. If he dared to say one more
word for Gideon, he would be killed!
“Kian, save, save me!”
Gideon writhed on the floor behind Kian. His eyes spun back in his head out of the pain from his broken
limbs. He cried in a broken voice, “Save me, I don’t want to die…”
Kian gritted his teeth and did not dare to utter a sound.
He cared more about himself than Gideon’s life. Moreover, he did not know what to say to calm Jorge’s
anger. If he said one word wrong, Jorge would take his life! “You are sensible and smart!” Jorge
nced at Kian and said.
“Unlike Gideon, smart people will live longer while the foolish will die early.”
After saying that, he looked down at the drowsy Roselyn in his arms, his gaze softened slightly. Then
he turned to Kian again and said coldly, “Prepare a coffin and bring Gideon back.”
“Don’t misunderstand. I mean bring back his corpse!”
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‘What?!’
Kian was shocked. He looked at Jorge in disbelief. “Mr. Green, you…”
Without any hesitation, Jorge moved. So fast that he was a blur. The next moment, he appeared in
front of Gideon, lifted his right foot, and broke Gideon’s neck. Then, he turned back to the bed and held
Roselyn in his arms again.
The kill took him less than half a second.
On the ground, Gideon’s body got stiff. Blood slowly gushed out of the corner of his mouth, and the
faint light in his eyes quickly disappeared.
He died of a broken neck.
“Gideon!” Kian’s eyes popped out as he rushed forward and hugged Gideon’s body tightly. He shouted,
on the verge of madness, “Jorge Green, how dare you kill my brother? The Simpsons will never let this
go! Never!”
Jorge snorted. He gently lifted the sleeping Roselyn and said to Kian, “Now, you can prepare the coffin.
One or two, you choose.”
Kian trembled, and the crazy curses came to an abrupt end.
One coffin or two? If he dared to curse again, Jorge would make him follow in Gideon’s footsteps. Two
coffins, one for each of the Simpson brothers! “Remember, don’te to Ocean City again. You can’t
afford to offend the New-Easton Group!”
After saying this, Jorge carried Roselyn and slowly walked out of the hole at the door of the suite.
From beginning to end, Jorge did not even look at the six elite bodyguards behind Kian! novelxo
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About two hourster, in the Simpsons’, Cloud City.
It was already close to one in the morning, but the lights kept on in the Simpsons’!
“Gideon, my son!”
In the living room, the head of the Simpson family, Liam cried when he looked at Gideon who was lying
in the coffin. He almost cked out when he saw Gideon’s twisted limbs and the bloody crotch. “Jorge
Green, how dare you kill my son! I will make you pay with your life!”
All the Simpsons were dressed in ck suits. All of them lowered their heads deeply and kept silent.
Although the Simpsons kept it quiet, there were many rumors about Gideon’s horrible death. Almost
everyone in Cloud City knew about it, but no one came to his funeral.
It was all because of Jorge! The Simpson family was one of the top forces in Cloud City. However, it
was not a match for the powerful Hooper family.
Even Dominick, the heir of the Hooper family, was disabled in the fight with Jorge. What could the
Simpson family do? But Gideon was the direct descendant of the Simpson family. He was Liam’s son!
“Dad, leave this to me!” Kian stood next to the coffin and looked up at Liam. He said through his teeth,
“As the firstborn of the Simpson family, I promise you that Gideon will not die in vain. I will make Jorge
pay with his blood!”
Liam’s eyes lit up. A deep-rooted hatred shed through his eyes. “Kian, tell me, what do you want to
do?”
Kian narrowed his eyes and sneered, “No matter how strong a fortress is, it can’t stop the gnawing of
ants! Therger thepany was, the more parasites there are!”
He then took out his phone and dialed a number.
“Mr. Simpson?”
On the other side of the line was a sobbing woman. “Mr. Simpson, please forgive me. I only followed
the orders. Your brother’s death has nothing to do with me!”
“That’s not what I want to say!”
Kian held the phone. A cold light shed in his eyes as he said, “152… Remember this phone number.
This is Callum Trevino, a manager of the New-Easton Group!”
“I’ll give you three days. Take him down and wait for my orders.”
“You know what you should do!