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Chapter 88 Doomsday

    Chapter 88 Doomsday


    Hudson was bleeding all over and his face swelled. Kris couldn’t identify him but for his clothing.


    “I will kill you!”


    Kris was deeply mad seeing his grandson was severely bullied.


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    Hudson was seriously hurt and his limb junctions werepletely smashed. He would lie in bed for the


    rest of his life even though he was alive.


    At his birthday feast, Hudson was severely beaten, and Kris would naturally feel irritated.


    Guests witnessed Baron’s deed and felt extremely stunned.


    “Across Nona, there is no one that can kill me, not to mention Cona!”


    Baron wasposed and didn’t feel any sense of danger being besieged by the fighters.


    Charles stood straight behind him and waited for his order.


    Shallot saw his brother’s injury and thought he was rtively luckier.


    “I must let you pay for it.”


    Kris’s eyes turned blood red and he could no longer suppress his anger.


    “I feel really sorry for your family. You still want me to pay. Don’t you know why I bully your grandson?”


    Baron shook his head impatiently.


    “He is my grandson and he is given the right to make mistakes if he really does so. You shouldn’t have


    imposed merciless punishment on him. Really!”


    Kris shook his head and kept calm. Actually, who could imagine his rage?


    Many onlookers looked forward to Kris’s burst due to Baron’s provocation. Hudson was beaten out of


    shape, so they wanted to know how the Brown family would fight against him.


    “Your grandson deserves it. Why is he unique?”


    Baron answered calmly and angrily, “Your family is short-sighted without the knowledge of the outside


    world. As a result, it is easier for you to offend high-profile figures.”


    Kris got Baron’s implication and smiled, “Are you sure you are the high-profile figure because of your


    strength?”


    In his eye, the reason why Baron was powerful was that he had been a serviceman for years, but it


    couldn’t make up for his disadvantage being a lower-ss man.


    “I thought it may hurt you to me your entire family for your grandson’s mistake.”


    Baron’s glistening eyes showed chillness, “But now I don’t, and I feel blessed, or your family will


    continue your disgusting wrongdoings.”


    Baron stopped hisugh and instantly showed his intention of murder.


    It made the experienced Kris feel something ufortable.


    Murder!


    Baron felt like killing him!


    “What do you want?” Kris soared.


    All of a sudden, a dozen fighters came to besiege Baron and Charles.


    “Your grandson kidnaps my daughter in order to fight against me and he even threatens to retaliate


    me.”


    Baron seemed to tell something unrted to him, “Unfortunately, I find my girl and he had to endure my


    anger.”


    “I came here to see your attitude and then mulled over my punishment.”


    “What a pity! I am not satisfied with your attitude, so the Brown family will perish across Cona.”


    Baron said calmly.


    “Ha, ha!”


    Kris was amused by Baron’s words.


    Then he lost his temper and roared, “Naive, you dare to threaten me. You are so arrogant to say that


    we will perish, seriously?”


    “It seems that you don’t realize that you are in danger.”


    Then a dozen fighters took out Colt machine pistol from their suits.


    They pointed their guns at Baron instantly.


    Undoubtedly, Baron would be shot like a sieve as long as Krismanded.


    The hall was lifelessly silent and everyone witnessed the scene with astonishment.


    But Baron and Charles didn’t care. For them, they were not pistols, but like useless toys.


    “Little boy, I admit your strength, and my best Nine Finger couldn’t rival you.”


    Kris’s hatred was clear-cut, “Nevertheless, it is not the age of cold steel when an individual can


    dominate the world, but the age of machine weapon. You look supercilious, so why do you stop?”


    Baron bantered, “You really think several worn ‘weapons’ could indeed take my life?”


    “Worn weapons? Little boy, don’t you think you can shun away from the bullets from over 20 guns?”


    Kris gave a cold smile.


    “Have a try.”


    Baron smiled lightly.


    Charles was ready to fight back.


    Seeing Baron’s calmness, Kris could forbode mischief.


    Soon he discarded this thought, banged on the table, and roared, “Bloke, I don’t want to waste time on


    you. Let me give you two options. Apologize to my grandson on your knees and I will consider letting


    you die whole, or I will shoot you immediately.”


    “What if I don’t?” Baron bantered.


    “Bang, bang, bang…”


    Then came a gush of thundering noise outside the banquet hall, apanied by a gust of strong wind.


    Therge-scale crystal pendantmp at the center of the hall kept vaciting, echoing a knock of crisp


    ss sound.


    “What sound?”


    “It came from overhead. A helicopter?”


    “Why so?”


    Everyone was taken aback and Kris became a bit unnerved. The sound was loud and it seemed there


    was more than one.


    “Thunder!”


    A green jeep followed the re and knocked into the door of the hall.


    Followed by several jeeps and a stalwart man dashed in.


    Ten!


    Thirty!


    One hundred!


    Within seconds, one hundred strong men in uniform rushed in and amazed the guests.


    Suddenly, Kris and his fellows were besieged, and one hundred automatic rifles all aimed at them,


    including Kris and over twenty fighters from the Brown family.


    “Put down your guns, or you will die!” The first man reproached coldly.


    “Click! Click!” The sound of one hundred rifles loaded with bullets echoed in the lifeless silent hall, and


    everyone could sense the thick smell of powder.
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