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Chapter 1127 A Gift
Jared picked up Warren’s phone and realized the call was from Zion.
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After he answered the call, Zion’s anxious voice rang out. “Warren, how’s it going? Didn’t you say Jared
will turn into a puddle of viscous liquid within three minutes?”
“Sorry to have disappointed you, President Zeigler,” Jared responded mockingly.
Zion fell silent. It took him a while to regain his composure. “Jared, where is Warren? What did you do to
him?” he demanded crossly.
“Don’t worry. He’s fine, and you’ll get to see him soon.”
After saying that, Jared tightened his grip on the phone and turned it to dust.
Jared then pulled out his phone and recorded Warren kneeling on the ground with him grabbing Warren’s
hair.
“Kill me! Kill me now!” Warren screamed.
He knew what Jared wanted to do to him.
“Don’t worry, for I’ll kill you soon. But before taking your life, I want everyone to see the director of the
Warriors Alliance in a wretched state.”
Jared grabbed Warren’s hair with one hand and used his other hand to record the scene.
Warren struggled with all his might as he didn’t want to face the camera. Alas, his efforts were in vain.
“Josephine, I shall avenge you by making those who hurt you pay. I will save you!” Jared announced.
With a flick of his wrist, he twisted Warren’s head off.
Crack!
Warren had died with his eyes open.
Back in the Warriors Alliance, Zion smashed his phone to the ground furiously.
It promptly disintegrated into dust.
He had no idea that even Warren was no match for Jared.
He knew how capable Warren was. After practicing Demonic Cultivation, Warren could even defeat a Top
Level Martial Arts Grandmaster.
How is it possible for Jared to kill him?
“President Zeigler, Jared Chance is here!”
He was fuming when someone ran in to report Jared’s arrival to him.
Stunned, he frowned. “Why is he here?”
“President Zeigler, he said he came bearing a gift!” the person responded.
“A gift?” Zion was confused. He wasn’t sure what Jared was up to.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter pondering briefly, he went to the hall.
In the hall, Zion saw Jared sitting on a chair calmly. He had a wooden box with him.
Staring at him, Zion asked, “Jared, where is Warren?”
In response, Jared threw the wooden box he brought along in Zion’s direction.
After taking the box, Zion opened it. He was caught off guard by a revolting stench that filled his nostrils.
Zion’s fury sprang to life when he realized Warren’s head was in the wooden box.
He had no idea Jared was bold enough to take Warren’s life!
After all, Warren was the director of the Warriors Alliance. Jared was announcing war with the Warriors
Alliance by taking Warren’s life.
“H-How dare you kill Warren?” he roared and pointed an accusing finger in Jared’s direction.
“This is just the beginning. In the future, more people from the Warriors Alliance will meet their doom!”
Jared declared.
He remained cool in the face of Zion’s fury.
“How dare you? You killed Warren and provoked the Warriors Alliance. I shall let you know that you’ve
made the wrong choice by offending the Warriors Alliance!”
With that said, Zion exuded a terrifying aura whose target was Jared.
Crash!
The chair Jared was sitting on disintegrated into dust instantly. Jared felt as though he was pressed
down by a mountain.
Veins throbbed on Jared’s forehead as he resisted the pressure with his teeth clenched tightly.
Zion was far more powerful than Zion, so it only took one attack from him to make Jared feel on the
verge of collapsing.
Nevertheless, Jared didn’t show any fear on his face.
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