<h4>Chapter 2205: Chapter 2205: Scumbag Physique</h4>


    The first floor of the Gills Alliance with hundreds of people.


    Quiet like a morgue.


    No one spoke, even their breathing was constantly restrained.


    Afraid that loud breathing might draw attention.


    Branigan Sinir is dead.


    Died swiftly and decisively.


    Didn’t even leave anyst words, just mysteriously died.


    It seems that a blood hole in his forehead was dering his death.


    Proving he was truly dead, not faking it.


    Merrill Caldwell flicked her sleeve, shaking off the lime powder, and incredulously looked at the back in front of her.


    She said nothing, for the time to speak woulde naturally.


    Trent Marsh?


    If you want to conquer Boulevard, you must first ask if Merrill Caldwell agrees.


    Starting today, she will guard the Northwest for this man, guard these Boulevard mountains!


    All martial artists of Boulevard should remember the name Julius Reed.


    Remember the king here.


    "Kill." Merrill Caldwell opened her mouth, lightly uttering a word.


    Swoosh!


    All the Caldwell Family servants drew their swords and directly charged at the people of the Fifty-Four Departments!


    "Too arrogant! We, Fifty-Four Departments, are at least fifty-four families! How can we sit and wait for death? Today, even if we have to risk our lives, we will kill you!"


    Someone drew a weapon and rose in resistance!


    "Among you, I have long arranged people, and more than half! Starting now, whoever kills three n leaders can avoid death." Merrill Caldwell said calmly.


    Upon hearing this, many felt a chill in their hearts!


    They...


    Someone has actually betrayed them!


    There’s a traitor among us!


    "Kill!"


    Someone, like mad, thought of their desperate situation, wanted Branigan Sinir’s death!


    Wanted Caldwell’s invincibility!


    They started strikingpanions for survival, for the selfishness inherent in human nature!


    Screams filled the air!


    With the Caldwell Family’s intervention, the already chaotic and warring Fifty-Four Departments had people continuously falling in puddles of blood.


    The martial artists who were drinking were shocked by the scene!


    A grand branch of martial arts, the Boulevard Martial Sect, was having a feud right in front of them?


    Killing each other?


    These people touched their heads, feeling their trip had been worthwhile.


    Merrill Caldwell ignored them; in her eyes, the lives of these ants were not worth mentioning.


    She walked a few steps and stood behind Julius Reed.


    This once again tugged many people’s nerves.


    Rumor has it this kid slept with Mrs. Leopold of the Gills Alliance and hit Prince Sinir.


    Now, the Caldwell Family Head hase over; what are they up to?


    "Can I have a word?" Merrill Caldwell’s voice was not low but carried a tone of pleading.


    Upon saying this, many people’s eyes widened!


    What kind of attitude is this?


    Plea?


    Or an attempt to curry favor?


    Such a humble Merrill Caldwell was a stark contrast to the one who just effortlessly killed amid herughter!


    "Damn it, so being handsome lets you do as you please?" someone grumbled inside, feeling very unconvinced.


    "Jealousy is just sour emotions," someone raised a wine ss, starting to drink away their annoyance.


    Originally, they expected another battle, but what they got was this situation.


    "Does anyone know who that kid is? Gills Alliance has been open for so long, ever since it opened, I’ve been here, and never heard of any affair involving Mrs. Leopold."


    "Today, out of nowhere, they went straight to bed." A mercenary raised his wine jug, his tone filled with jealousy.


    "No significant status, if there was, would the Sinir family dare to stir trouble? In my opinion, looks are justice."


    "I also think I look good, why doesn’t it work for me?" a pretty boy sighed.


    "He’s a real man, what are you? You’re a sissy! Speak more, and I’ll deal with you tonight!"


    The rough man’s words scared the pretty boy into silence.


    Meanwhile, Julius Reed, the center of attention, picked up his wine ss and didn’t respond to Merrill Caldwell’s words.


    After drinking three sses of wine, he slowly stood up and nodded.


    "Alright."


    "Thank you." Merrill Caldwell instinctively clenched her small fists, the initial unease and anxiety in her eyes were gone, leaving only delight.


    "Give them some money, tidy up the aftermath. After all, Mrs. Leopold also does business and needs to make money. You’ve killed so many people here, it has disrupted their operations." Julius Reed said calmly.


    "How dare he speak like that?"


    "Teaching the Caldwell Family Head how to do things?"


    Many curiously discussed.


    But Merrill Caldwell simply nodded obediently, uttering a subtle and almost inaudible ’hmm.’


    "My god! It’s not fair!"


    "It’s too unfair! Why are pretty girls so gentle with him, yet so ruthless when ites to killing!"


    "You don’t understand, this is called the notorious yer persona! Naturally attracts women!"


    The mercenaries here, mostly young martial artists, seeing this scene, felt even sourer than eating a lemon.


    "Thank you." From upstairs, Elwood Thorneycroft chuckled lightly.


    Even blew Julius Reed a flying kiss.


    "No problem." Julius Reed turned around and formed a heart with his hands for him.


    The whole Gills Alliance, wailing.


    "Save me..." A Boulevard martial artist, injured, crawled to Julius Reed’s feet, mouth full of blood, crying: "I beg you, save me..."


    Crack!


    Julius Reed stepped down, directly breaking his neck.


    At the same time, with a slight grind of his foot, kicked the corpse away.


    Previously came to kill him, now begging for help?


    Even a saint would have a hard time not feeling like taking action against them.


    "How did you recognize me, how did you know I was here?" Julius Reed stepped on the snow, looking up at the sky. "I was very concealed, and I hadn’t exposed myself."


    This was something he couldn’t figure out.


    Now it seemed, Merrill Caldwell’s appearance was definitely not by chance.


    "I..." Merrill Caldwell lowered her head, like a girl who did something wrong, weakly asking: "I didn’t dy you, did I?"


    "Oh no, no dy. Don’t worry, no one recognized me this time." Julius Reed smiled, turning his head to look at Merrill Caldwell’s cute little face: "I still remember the first time meeting you in Swimming City, it was quite amusing. The Ghost Market during that time, truly nostalgic."


    "Yeah." Merrill Caldwell was a bit delighted. "Actually... there is something I’ve never told you."


    "Don’t tell me you’re pregnant and it’s my child." Julius Reed joked: "I know whether I’ve done it or not."


    Merrill Caldwell giggled, no longer feeling the tension from before.


    She knew Julius Reed did it intentionally to make her rx.


    "I can feel your presence, and even, I am your servant. If you die, I too will die. My being alive, entirely thanks to you."


    Merrill Caldwell extended a hand, watching the snowkesnd in her palm: "When you saved me, I was nearly dead. But because of your power, your essence entered my body, allowing me to live to this day. After that cat left, you reced it."


    "Is that so?" Julius Reed extended his hand, grabbing Merrill Caldwell’s wrist, and pushed up her sleeve a bit.


    Sure enough!


    There were three small, indistinct tattoos on Merrill Caldwell’s arm.


    A snake, a tiger, and a bull.


    Three shadowy forms of Nether Beasts were within Merrill Caldwell.


    "This is troublesome indeed." Julius Reed murmured: "I can’t have you tagging along for life, can I..."


    "But... but I’m willing..." Merrill Caldwell blinked, her eyes turning red.


    "It’s over, she’s infatuated." Julius Reed patted her head: "I’ll make you an independent person. Rest assured in Boulevard, Trent Marsh won’te, and won’t set foot in Boulevard."