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Chapter 1199

Chapter 1199

When the two were talking, there was a sudden loud noise in front of them.

There was the sound of cars, coming from far and near, getting louder and louder. Sean narrowed his deep black

eyes, looked sharply at the night ahead, and said, "It's finally here." Tony also cheered up and looked ahead

vigilantly...

A moment later, a dazzling light broke through the night.

At the same time, there were chaotic footsteps.

Hundreds of people swarmed over and surrounded them.

The leader was Soren Adams from the Adams family. As soon as Soren arrived, he saw them resting there. He was

slightly startled, and immediately laughed, 'This gentleman must be the famous master of the Grandset, right? I

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didn't expect that we would meet in this situation!"

Sean stood up slowly after hearing his words and brushed off the grass scraps on his clothes with his left hand very

elegantly and carelessly.

He looked at Soren and his men calmly without changing his expression.

It was just that his eyes were full of condescension, and he said to Soren, "Well, the Martial Art Union is still so stingy

with its lackey. Is there just such a small number of people?"

Soren's face darkened slightly when he heard this. The Adams family was considered a second-rate family in

Unbounded Land. Its status was extraordinary, and it was also an affiliated force recognized by the Martial Art

Union. It had been always greatly respected by people everywhere.

But tonight, it was called a lackey.

If it were someone else, the Adams family would naturally not go easy on him. But the person opposite was the

master of the Grandset. He was a big shot as important as the president of the Martial Art Union.

Therefore, Soren could only swallow his anger and snorted coldly, "If these men can cope with today's situation and

successfully keep the Grandset master here, that's enough! Quality matters more than quantity!"

"Well, how arrogant! Even Jeffery Waston, the president of your Martial Art Union, wouldn't dare to say such a

thing!" Tony sneered to the side.

When Tony said this, he moved his body to the side, and whispered to Sean, "They seem to have fewer people than

expected. Are there any tricks?"

Back then, the Martial Art Union had sent thousands of people to participate in the siege.

Moreover, all of them were elites.

Tonight, these hundreds of people were only members of a second-rate family, but they were so arrogant and even

claimed to keep Sean here.

Was it because Sean's reputation was not as scary as before, or the Grandset wasn't powerful anymore? Hearing

Tony's whisper, Sean didn't react too much but glanced at the crowd lightly.

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The night was too dark for him to see the situation of the enemy's men. But Sean knew that those teams of

mercenaries had long been hidden among them.

Sean said in a cold tone, "Stop talking nonsense. Let's just fight them directly and force those teams out."

Tony nodded, stretched his muscles and bones immediately, and said to Soren, "Come on. We'll play with you."

In Hurmante city.

Several hours had passed since Sean and the others left.

Molly had agreed that she would wait calmly, but as time passed, she still became a little restless.

She got up and walked back and forth in the hall. Seeing her like this, Mr. Ballard and Merak didn’t dare to persuade

her.

After all, they understood her anxiousness, and they only prayed in their hearts that Sean would come back quickly.

If he didn't come back soon, Molly would probably become even more anxious.

But at this moment, Molly's cell phone rang suddenly!

She thought it was Sean calling, so she rushed over to answer it. It turned out that it was a video call from her

three children back home...