After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 184 - 160: Swallow it! (2nd Update)

Chapter 184: Chapter 160: Swallow it! (2nd Update)

To attend school in Sheffield City, Franklin Walter’s family outright bought him an apartment there.

It was Sunday, and Franklin Walter had invited Mason Sullivan and Ava Sanders over for a meal.

However.

The current situation was a bit peculiar.

"Chloe Stephens, did your Grandfather give you all these?"

Ava Sanders curiously looked through the items Chloe Stephens had brought over.

Morgan Crowley was driven away as soon as he arrived at the apartment complex.

Franklin Walter and Mason Sullivan exchanged glances.

"Chloe Stephens, thank you so much. You brought us food from so far away. We were about to prepare a meal, stay and have it with us!"

"Who would have thought, Franklin Walter can cook, and his family is super rich! Whoever marries him in the future will be so fortunate." Ava Sanders laughed and led Chloe Stephens into the living room.

Franklin Walter was a bit embarrassed.

Indeed, his family was in business, but when it came to wealth, they couldn’t compare to the Stephens Family.

"Your highness ladies, please sit. Franklin Walter and I will prepare the food!" Mason Sullivan bowed to the two with a solemn face.

This made Ava Sanders burst into laughter.

"Chloe Stephens, have you seen it?"

"What?"

"This..." Ava Sanders handed her phone to her.

Chloe Stephens saw a new round of attacks against her on Weibo.

All those previous photos and public opinions had been deleted, but now someone had brought them up again.

Even someone claimed that William Coleman ended up like this because of Chloe Stephens.

"Chloe Stephens, those people online are brainless idiots."

Chloe Stephens had seen it too, she thought of dealing with those rumor spreaders when they were taken care of. But there was a new bunch popping up afterwards.

Chloe Stephens thought of the Slaughter Squad.

*

"Deputy Coates, have these fans’ IQs been eaten by dogs?"

The team member operating the computer couldn’t help but curse a few times.

They had already sent wave after wave for tea, but still, people were like moths to a flame.

Were they seeking death?

Could they make trouble with rumors just because they’re young?

The Slaughter Squad wouldn’t tolerate this from anyone, young or old.

They sweep away all pests!

"What about the people keeping an eye on William Coleman?"

Ethan Coates, who had to deal with this brainless matter every day, was getting a little impatient.

The team member said, "He’s still outside."

"Why hasn’t there been any news?"

"That’s impossible, we just had a call, let me redial."

The team member redialed and truly there was no response, his face darkened.

"Deputy Coates, there’s a situation."

Ethan Coates instantly sat up straight, the smile on the corner of his mouth almost reaching his ears.

"Great, we’ve been following for so long, and finally, we’ve got something."

*

Hospital.

In his daze, William Coleman felt someone approaching him.

A young man quietly stared at William Coleman lying in bed.

William Coleman suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing the young man in front of him, he took a deep breath, "Hendrik Winston!"

Hendrik Winston gave a graceful smile: "William Coleman, did you show up with our family’s item just to be an actor?"

William Coleman gritted his teeth, his face even more ferocious, "That is an heirloom of our Coleman Family! Not yours Winston Family."

"Once something enters our Winston Family, it belongs to the Winston Family. You’ve made quite a stir this time. Where have you been during this disappearance?"

Hendrik Winston squinted, asked in a deep voice.

William Coleman stared at him, suddenly giving a cold laugh.

Hendrik Winston furrowed his brows, about to rise and force a confession.

"The Cleaning Team has discovered us."

The moment the person guarding outside spoke, Hendrik Winston stopped his action.

He straightened his clothes and said, "You’re lucky today. I hope by the time we meet again, you have the answer ready."

William Coleman tried to speak, but found himself unable to move at all. His vision darkened and he slipped into unconsciousness.

Hendrik Winston flicked at the non-existent dust on his clothes, planting a small object into William Coleman’s body.

*

Ethan Coates rushed over in his car.

But what he saw was his men lying on the ground.

Picking one up, he angrily asked, "Where’s the man?"

The team member who had fainted on the ground pointed in a direction, "The opponent... is a witch."

Ethan Coates’ face turned ugly.

"Damn it, why are these people involved again?"

He didn’t expect William Coleman to bring in these kinds of people.

Ethan Coates called Len Hawthorne.

The sound of the call not being connected made Ethan Coates’s mouth twitch.

After hanging up, he saw a message from Len Hawthorne.

[Imperial Capital.]

Two words that said it all.

Something happened to the Hawthornes?

Or did someone from the Hawthorne family upset him?

Neither seemed like good news.

Ethan Coates rubbed his brow and ordered his team member who was tagging along, "Check the surveillance."

"Deputy Coates, the surveillance has been tampered with."

"..."

"However, we have information that a vehicle with no visible registration headed in a certain direction."

"Investigate."

Once witchcraft gets involved, things get tricky.

Three minutes later.

One of the members took a deep breath and said, "It could be the Winston Family in Lych City."

The corner of Ethan Coates’ mouth twitched: "..."

The Winston Family of Lych City was known for its ancient witches.

Were they going to rush into Lych City again?

*

Leaving the apartment.

The girl arrived at a Sheffield City intersection.

Suddenly something jumped down from the roof of Hendrik Winston’s car.

"Sir."

The driver looked upwards and reminded the person in the back that something was on the car.

Hendrik Winston raised his hand and pressed it towards the car roof.

His force surged out.

"Hum!"

An invisible gas in the air rebounded his force. A buzzing sound echoed in his ears.

Hendrik Winston, who prided himself on his excellent foundation, was rebounded by an unknown force, his contemptuous expression finally cracking.

The cars in front and behind also noticed something was amiss with the car in the middle.

"Meow."

A soft meow came from the car roof.

Hendrik Winston flung the malevolent worm in his hand out.

Raising such a flying worm was not easy, so he wouldn’t easily let it out.

But Hendrik Winston felt a suppressive force from the car roof that made his guts tremble.

He suspected that the people from Slaughter Squad had caught up to him.

The only one who could pull something like this off would be the young team captain.

But hadn’t he already left Sheffield City?

"Meow!"

A clear cat meow echoed.

Hendrik Winston looked out the window and saw an unbelievable scene.

A black cat leaped off their car roof and jumped over to the other side. From his angle, he clearly saw that the black cat actually swallowed his painstakingly nurtured malignant worm in mid-air!

It swallowed it whole!

This kind of worm was extraordinarily venomous.

Even an ancient martial artist who made contact with it would be poisoned to death, let alone a cat.

After swallowing the venomous worm, the black cat landed on the other side of the driveway.

"Stop the car!"

Hendrik Winston’s forehead veins were bulging.

His years of hard work had vanished just like that, and his mood was greatly fluctuating.

The cars in the front and the back stopped as well.

"Sir, what happened?"

Hendrik Winston angrily said with a blank face, "Find that cat!"

Ethan Coates arrived with his team just in time to see Hendrik Winston’s group searching for something. Upon their arrival, they stopped their actions.

Hendrik Winston’s face was as gloomy as a sewage gutter.

Ethan Coates raised an eyebrow.

He hadn’t lost his temper yet, but Hendrik was already showing his displeasure.

*

In a high-class dining hall in the center of Sheffield City.

Vincent Taylor once again found an excuse to leave, leaving Morgan Crowley and Lily Taylor alone for dinner.

After all, Morgan Crowley didn’t have the energy to deal with the Taylor Family women.

Knowing what the Taylor Family was after, he maintained a cautious attitude towards them.

Lily Taylor seemed to forget about the last time he stood her up. Her smile was so radiant it was practically shining!

"Miss Lily, I came to the Taylor Family seeking treatment."

And yet you guys couldn’t do a thing, making this visit a wasted effort.

Lily Taylor smiled, "I know that."

"Since you’re aware, let me be clear—I have no special feelings for Miss Lily."

Lily’s smile stiffened a little, but quickly went back to normal. "I know, my grandfather sent me here to keep track of Young Master Crowley’s health condition."

"You don’t need to."

"How about this, let me take your pulse so I have something to report to grandfather?"

Morgan Crowley contemplated for a bit before extending his hand.

The moment Lily Taylor’s fingers touched his hand, something silently burrowed into his backhand.