After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 136 - 112: Your Daughter is in Danger (2 Updates)

Chapter 136: Chapter 112: Your Daughter is in Danger (2 Updates)

On the roadside.

A figure looked back, "Boss, there are others."

A man dressed casually approached from behind and looked through the telescope to the roadside.

Sure enough, he saw the accompanying men.

"Mr. Connor is giving us so much commission just to take one life; we don’t care about dealing with the others. Call Mr. Connor, we need to raise our price."

The man armed with a gun immediately called Kingsley Connor.

Kingsley received the mercenary’s call, and his face changed after listening for a while.

"You’re trying to take advantage of the situation."

The man laughed, "There are people around the target, and it will take time and energy to distract them, all of which are included in the fee."

Kingsley pinched his phone, "I asked you to capture the person, not to deal with them."

"Sorry, our group doesn’t take on babysitting jobs."

"You..."

"Transfer the money within three minutes; if we don’t get the money, we’ll let the person go."

Kingsley cursed before transferring the money.

Jinna Yates walked out of the VIP Ward and saw her husband with an irritable expression on his face. "What happened?"

"They’re raising the price," Kingsley said coldly.

Jinna frowned, "They’re taking advantage of the situation; did you give them the money?"

"What could I do if I didn’t?" Kingsley frowned. "Our main suspicion now is about this Chloe Stephens."

"Chloe Stephens..."

Jinna’s face changed slightly.

"Do you know her?"

"She’s my high school classmate’s daughter," Jinna frowned. "I told you before that I suddenly met an old classmate on the street, and she married into the Stephens Family in Sheffield City. Her daughter is very attractive, so I thought about having our son marry her daughter."

Kingsley’s expression changed, and he hurriedly took out his phone to call them.

"I can’t get through."

"They’re already on the move!" Jinna’s face changed too.

They had no evidence in their hands right now, only suspicions.

If they killed the wrong person, they would lose a huge opportunity when their son woke up.

Thinking of this, Jinna anxiously said, "I’ll call Yvette Foster."

*

At this moment, Yvette Foster was driving the company car with David Foster, her husband, and they were going out for some matters.

Jinna called her halfway.

"Yvette, listen to me, your daughter is in danger right now, and you have to go and stop them."

"What!"

Yvette’s face changed, and she immediately stopped the car.

Her whole person panicked when it involved her daughter.

"Where is she."

*

Chloe yawned, and the person next to her pointed to a tea house, "If you’re not in a hurry to go home, just go in and find a place to sleep."

Chloe looked at Len Hawthorne and nodded.

The two entered the tea house, and Len found a reason to leave and asked Chloe to go to the room inside the tea house to rest.

Chloe knew what he was going to do.

Two shooting points.

Len’s sharp eyes easily located them.

Did they even bother hiding properly?

"Boss, the target has disappeared."

"Keep an eye on it, shoot when you see the target."

"But this is Herta Kingdom."

"Shoot."

"Yes."

The order was given, and the two gunmen adjusted their angles, searching for the man who had just come out.

"Pfft!"

The gunshot sound passed through the air.

Passersby thought it was their illusion, hesitated for a moment, and continued walking.

The shooter’s face tightened with an ugly expression.

Behind.

A hand gently patted him.

He slowly turned his head to look behind.

He saw a handsome man lighting a cigarette, blowing a puff of smoke into the air.

"You..."

"Slap."

A slap landed on the mercenary’s head, his head twisted, his eyes wide open, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was resolved as it turned just thirty degrees.

Len Hawthorne clicked his tongue.

Picking up the fallen gun.

He aimed at an angle.

"Pfft!"

The equipment was good, no sound was emitted.

"What’s going on? Who betrayed us, and dared to shoot!" The leader was furious.

Staking out a location was simple, so only four men were present.

Of the four, another man was watching the ground, but Len had outmaneuvered him.

The two were on higher ground, already sacrificed.

The leader’s face was livid.

Two of them killed silently, was it the man from before?

The leader, grabbing the sniper, scanned the area to see where the gun came from. The back of his head felt an ice-cold sensation as something pressed against it, making his scalp tingle.

"Who sent you? I’ll give you one chance."

"We will never betray..."

"Pfft."

If the man wouldn’t speak, there was no need to question him.

He could find the informant in a thousand different ways.

The man on the ground was frantically calling for backup, but there was no response. He knew the three had been sacrificed.

He needed to leave the area immediately.

Such turmoil in the Herta Kingdom.

*

Chloe Stephens received a call from Yvette Foster, knowing they were nearby.

She walked out.

"Stay where you are."

A hand pressed against her waist.

A man with a heavy voice said: "Leave."

Chloe didn’t move.

"Your partner in crime just now, the one who killed our guy, must’ve been that man. From today on, our mercenary group will hunt you all down, no matter where you go. We will track you."

The man threatened ominously.

A hand was moving in reverse.

The mercenary was startled.

Then, suddenly pushed forward with the sound of cracking bones.

The mercenary’s eyes widened in disbelief.

He saw a slender hand changing the shape of the equipment, slowly twisting and turning.

If the man didn’t let go, his hand would be crushed too.

The mercenary released his grip, his face pale.

"Crack."

The equipment was shattered.

The man stared at Chloe in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Realizing the situation, she was grabbed by the arm and led away to the side alley.

"First, go back to the tea house. Leave this man to me."

Ensuring Chloe was uninjured, Len hastened away.

The equipment she tossed aside into the trash can had been completely destroyed.

"Chloe!"

The car stopped, and Yvette Foster hurried over.

"Chloe, are you alright? Nothing’s wrong?"

Chloe shook her head.

David Foster sighed in relief. "We just got a call saying you were in danger, so we rushed over."

"Whose call was it?"

Yvette replied, "It was that old classmate who broke into our house."

Chloe nodded, "I’m fine."

"Just now, I was still texting with that classmate two hours ago. When did you come?"

"Just now."

"It looks like someone is playing a prank."… David Foster scanned all around but didn’t find any suspicious people.

Yvette Foster frowned slightly and felt something was odd about the call from the ex-classmate.

But now was not the time to think about it. "Chloe, let’s go."

David Foster said, "I’ll handle the company, you take Chloe and go. You guys take the car, and I’ll call a taxi."

*

Inside the car.

Chloe was texting Len, telling him she was leaving.

"Chloe, your dad will arrive in the Mountain County tomorrow morning."

Yvette gripped the steering wheel tightly, unsure how to bring up the subject with her daughter.