After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 131 - 107: The Taylor Family’s Unorthodox Home Style (Part 1)

Chapter 131: Chapter 107: The Taylor Family’s Unorthodox Home Style (Part 1)

Chloe Stephens took a step back.

She didn’t want to get involved.

Riley Downing’s long stick sprung forward, blocking the man charging towards them.

The hand reaching to grab Patrick Lewis on the ground was struck by the long stick. A tingling sensation shot through the man’s hand, and his eyes hardened.

"Thud."

The long stick hit the ground, emitting a deep sound.

Riley Downing stood coldly in front of Patrick Lewis, her small face taut. "Uncle Lewis, get out of here with Sister."

Patrick Lewis got up, his leg was injured and bleeding.

A seven-year-old girl.

Her back, straight like a rod.

Like a mountain, blocking all dangers.

"Whoosh."

The long stick in her hand swung diagonally, her body moved like the wind, her cold eyes fixed on the few men standing in staggered positions.

Their bodies had undergone some transformation.

Their latent abilities had been stimulated to a certain extent.

This was no different from those who practiced ancient martial arts. However,

They preferred close-quarters combat.

Patrick Lewis’s hand blocked Chloe, his eyes were fixed on Riley Downing who had leaped forward and charged into the circle of men.

"Please leave here first. Pretend you didn’t see anything that happened here today. Otherwise, you’ll become their target."

After hearing Riley Downing saying these words, Chloe’s movement of turning around froze.

Riley Downing’s movements were very crisp.

Even somewhat ruthless.

But, it wasn’t fast enough, her moves had many flaws.

And.

She didn’t have enough inner power to support her moves. To an ordinary person, her moves might have looked like those of heroes in TV shows.

But in Chloe’s eyes, it was like a child playfully wielding her fists and legs.

On the contrary, the several well-trained men were pretty skillful at close-quarters combat.

Their moves were fierce, and they easily disarmed Riley Downing’s techniques.

Patrick Lewis tried to catch up, but he was injured and drugged; his movements were ghostlike, and he could not exert much power.

He could barely withstand the strength of one man.

Six men.

Riley Downing was fighting against five of them.

Patrick Lewis was punched and his handsome face instantly bruised.

Strong power.

When Chloe saw those five men hurt Riley Downing, she raised her eyebrows.

Riley Downing gritted her teeth, rolled on the ground, then stood up suddenly, swiping her long stick, the suppressed force quickly lost its attack power.

There were people watching her, back and forth.

Her long stick was kicked away, Riley Downing could only fight empty-handedly.

The fair hand caught the flyaway long stick.

"Hum."

The long stick was swung.

It hummed as it cut through the air.

The open and close body movements landed in front of Riley Downing. As soon as the long stick was released from the hand,

It hit the chest of a man. A dull pain rushed up, it felt like someone had stirred his internal organs a few times; his face turned pale.

The palm was placed on the front end of the long stick and lightly hit.

The man was sent flying.

He crashed into the wall, unconscious.

The remaining four reacted and swept towards Chloe at the same time.

The long stick in Chloe’s hands integrated hardness with softness.

Seemingly casual moves were deadly.

Each stick took down one man, her movements were cool and handsome.

Riley Downing was flabbergasted.

"Pfft."

The last one, Chloe moved from the side and hit diagonally.

Passed through the man’s chest.

The smooth front end of the storm deep into the back wall, hanging the man on it.

The scene froze, the noise also stopped.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Chloe Stephens stepped back a few steps, "Clean up the scene by yourself."

With cold words left behind, she turned and left.

*

After Chloe Stephens returned home and had a nap, there were not many places for her to go having completed the exam.

The remainder of her time should be used to resolve the matter with the Roland Family.

After all, they are her servants, and not ones that others can take at will.

"Chloe."

She was woken up in the morning by Yvette Foster’s voice.

Upon opening the door, Chloe Stephens saw Shannon Perry standing outside.

Yvette Foster laughed, "Your Aunt passed by this way earlier. We’re going to the company later. If you’re bored at home, you can walk around. There’s a rest area inside the villa district."

"Chloe, you’ve finished your exams, right? How did it go?"

"It was fine."

"Tomorrow is Saturday, our family is going out for dinner. If you have nothing to do, come with us."

Chloe Stephens nodded.

Watching Yvette Foster and Shannon Perry walking down the stairs laughing and chatting, Chloe Stephens thought that company wasn’t bad if family members were there.

Chloe Stephens planned to go out and have a look.

Old Lynch’s condition might be urgent.

If she wanted to get medicine, she also had to save people.

Given the situation at the time, even if she told him he was in danger, he would not believe her.

*

As she stood outside the ramshackle store,

The door was very tightly closed.

Old Lynch was not there.

Why on earth couldn’t he hire a staff for his store?

Chloe Stephens turned to walk in another direction, then abruptly stepped back, turning to look a certain way.

Amelia Taylor, who was coming down that street, was also taken aback when she saw the young girl.

"Oh, it’s you."

She adjusted her mask.

And took off her disguise.

"What are you doing here?" Amelia Taylor looked towards the closed door.

Chloe Stephens didn’t reply.

"Chloe, I genuinely want to provide some treatment for you," Amelia Taylor suddenly laughed, "I’ve heard that your father can access the Stephens Family’s hidden book pavilion."

Chloe Stephens still quietly looked at her without answering.

"Your hidden book pavilion has a great many rare books. ’Thirteen Needles’ is extremely unusual, I want to borrow it to have a look."

"Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles" was virtually a sacred book.

Amelia Taylor found out from somewhere else that Lily Taylor wanted this medical book.

It’s said that the author of the book, fearing it would be taken and used for misdeeds by unscrupulous people, had written parts of it in a distorted manner or even omitted parts of it.

This was to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands. Yet, even so, there were still a lot of people craving for this kind of "sacred book" - even the parts remaining were enough to stun people.

Chloe Stephens said indifferently, "Your Taylor family lacks integrity."

The smile on Amelia Taylor’s face was instantly somewhat stiffened.

Chloe Stephens turned and walked towards another direction.

Amelia Taylor’s expression grew mildly cold, she slightly lowered her eyelids, then raised them to glance once more at the run-down store, knowing it was deserted today. She turned and left to find medicine elsewhere.

While the Taylor family and the Lynch family didn’t get along well, business is business. So, Amelia Taylor had come looking.

She needed some medicine.

*

Hospital.

Solomon Connor lay on the bed like a dead man.

Mrs. Connor sat by the bed’s side, weeping like a hose.

Seeing the people who entered, she asked with red eyes, "Is the murderer still not found? The car has been made a mess, it must not be an ordinary person."

In Mrs. Connor’s words, a non-ordinary person implies the existence of something like a special agent.

Kingsley Connor shook his head. His expression also gloomy. Anger was inevitable with his son being beaten up like this.

In Mountain County, even the local leaders would give him some respect. He didn’t know who had the audacity to lay hands on his son.

This matter absolutely couldn’t be left at that.

Mrs. Connor, Jinna Yates, felt her eyes welling up with tears again at the sight of her son in this state.

Solomon Connor was awake, but he looked so dim and dull, as if he didn’t remember anything and wouldn’t speak a word.

They asked the doctor, but he couldn’t provide a reasonable explanation.

Jinna Yates got so angry that she started cussing at him on the spot.

"A youngster selling technology was around here some time ago. Maybe he could fix the surveillance systems for us. I’ll go find him."

"Okay, go quickly then."