My Waste Husband

Chapter 2180



The young man snorted coldly. "I'm looking for your Hemlock Sect. Let me ask you, did you save that Sylvia Lin?"

When the Hemlock Sect leader saw the other side's aggressive appearance, he immediately thought that this person might come to revenge Trent!

After all, Trent was caught in such a big property war and the enemy would never let it go. The person who came for revenge was definitely not weak! The sect leader took a deep breath and thought of the purpose of the other party's visit. He didn't really want to take over this mess, but now so many people who had signed contracts were watching here. He had to take over this matter no matter what.

Even if a young man had some strength, how powerful could he be?

The Hemlock Sect had four Darkness Level experts! Furthermore, he had almost reached the Earth Level! Another party only has a young man, so why would he be afraid?

The Hemlock Sect leader nodded. "Yes, we did. Do you have any issues with that?"

The youth stared at the sect master. "Who's the one backing you? Say it and I'll consider sparing you."

"What a joke!" The Hemlock Sect leader sneered, "If you don't give a reasonable explanation for coming to our sect today, you won't be able to get out!"

"Looks like you're really confident!" The young man's eyes hardened and he took a step forward.

When the Hemlock Sect leader saw the situation clearly, the young man had already arrived in front of the leader.

The Hemlock Sect leader widened his eyes. He found that he couldn't see his opponent's movements clearly. The next second, an unspeakable pain came from his abdomen. At the same time, with a strong pushing force, his body flew backwards uncontrollably. He didn't stop until he knocked down several tables and chairs.

The leader of the Hemlock Sect felt a sweet taste in his throat, and then he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"You..." The Hemlock Sect leader covered his chest and looked at the young man in shock. "Who the h*ll are you?" "Tell me, who is behind you!" The young man clenched his fist and slowly walked toward the sect leader.

The sect leader struggled to his feet, but before he could stand firm, he was kicked out by the young man. Blood gushed out of his mouth, and his face was deathly pale.

"Tell me!"

When the First Disciple of the Hemlock Sect saw this, he shouted, "Everyone, come together!"

Many disciples of the Hemlock Sect rushed toward the young man and attacked him together.

With disdain on his face, the young man stood where he was without even moving. As he waved his arm, the disciples of the Hemlock Sect were all sent flying.

The young man was extremely ruthless. These disciples all had their hands and legs broken and lay on the ground, howling.

"Speak! Who is behind you?! Who asked you to protect Sylvia?" The young man stepped on a disciple's chest.

The disciple was so frightened that his face turned pale and he quickly said, "No! Not us! We didn't do this! Just the news reported we did it. We just wanted to earn money. We do not have that strength at all!"

Hearing this disciple's words, the faces of the present employers changed.

The young man snorted, "It wasn't you? Look at you. If it was not you, then who was it?"

"It was not us." The disciple who was trampled on hurriedly explained, "We have never thought of being bodyguards. It is the master who said he would give us money. Ah, if we were in danger, we didn't have to worry about our employers. He told us to run first, so we agreed to do it."

The young man lifted his leg and kicked out, causing the disciple to move a few metres across the ground. He covered his stomach in pain and bent his body.

The faces of those employers were extremely ugly at the moment.

"Are you going to tell me?" The young man sneered, "If you don't say it, you can all die!"

The young man was about to kill, a man suddenly rushed in from the door. "My lord, it's time to go. Someone reported what happened here to the Section Nine. They are on the way!"

When the young man heard the words 'Section Nine', he clenched his fists with disdain, but soon he thought of something, loosened his fist, immediately got in the van and left.

"Section Nine, a bunch of ants! When my sect returns, I'll kill them first!"

The young man sat in the van with hatred on his face.

"Some stands for that Henry!"

After the young man left, the Hemlock Sect was in a complete mess. All of the disciples were injured.

"What the f*ck, you bunch of liars, give the money back!"

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"Give us our money!"

All the people who signed the contracts broke out at this moment.

The Hemlock Sect, which had just been going wild, was destined to welcome abuse.

At this moment, Henry had arrived in the West.

Country M, a country full of drugs.

In the beginning, a mayor openly resisted drugs, but one day, he was caught and killed. No one in his family survived. This place could be called the country with the worst public security in the West.

As soon as Henry stepped on this land, his oriental face had been paid attention to by many people.

Having dominated the underground world for so many years, Henry certainly knew what the situation of this country was. There were no good people who could stay here.

The reason why Henry came here

was because of the news that the four members of the Severity Tribe disappeared here. Obviously, this was the final destination of his enemies. Helen and Rafael had traced them all the way to Country M.

Henry, who had received some basic information on his mobile phone, found a place to settle down first. He knew that he could not show up for the time being. Some things needed to be investigated by the Section Nine.

Henry still had an impression of Fritz Jiang. From the beginning to the end, he only took action once and easily pinned Gardiner in place.

Henry didn't know the real strength of the former first brother of Section Nine, but he felt that this man was not simple.

Henry also came into contact with Fritz. When Henry was trapped in the unfinished building, he asked Fritz to protect Robert.

Now, the people of the Severity Tribe were about to take action again. It was impossible for Fritz to be indifferent.

In a luxurious hotel, Henry kept receiving information on his mobile phone. All the information belonged to Helen and Rafael. The process of the task was all conveyed to Henry.

Henry looked at their actions. He shook his head and murmured, "In this kind of dark world, if you don't obey the rules, you will find it difficult to move around. People here only recognize money and weapons, and they don't recognize any force."

Henry closed his eyes. He decided to wait for another day. One day later, if Helen made no progress, he would find a way to help. Once the time was prolonged, the four escaping Severity Tribe members would be useless.

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Henry sat at the desk, picked up the pen and paper, and wrote down the remaining six names of the holy lands. "Who on earth are you?"