Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere
Chapter 1477: They're Here!

Chapter 1477: They're Here!

"This Connor is too bold! He actually delivered himself to my doorstep?"

A middle-aged man from the Dullahan family frowned in surprise.

"That's right. I didn't expect him to be so hasty…" another middle-aged man said.

"Patriarch, didn't you say that President Ward has already sent an expert to deal with Connor? Where is that expert?"

The Dullahan family's seniors asked Gerald anxiously.

After Gerald heard this, his face looked a little helpless. He frowned and said, "President Ward's people hasn't arrived yet..."

"What?"

"Connor has already come to our door, but President Ward's people haven't come yet?"

"Then what should we do now?"

"Isn't this a joke?"

For a moment, all the Dullahan family members present fell into panic, and their expressions were nervous.

After all, the Dullahan family's combat strength was very limited. Without the help of Yaakov Ward, they would be in a very dangerous situation.

At this moment, a young man spoke. "Patriarch, why don't we pretend to surrender and buy some time…"

Gerald frowned, "Connor came for that woman today. If you choose to surrender now, you have to return that woman to Connor…"

".."

For a moment, everyone in the Dullahan family could not help but gasp.

"Now we can only ask our bodyguards to stop Connor and help stall for some time. I think President Ward's people should be here soon…"

Gerald knew very well that he must not panic at this time. After all, if he panicked, the others would definitely panic even more.

Gerald looked at the seniors of the Dullahan family. "Everyone, please rest assured. Although Connor's strength is extraordinary, he's not a god. We have nearly 30 bodyguards. It shouldn't be a problem for these people to stall Connor. When President Ward's people come over, he will die today..."

Although the Dullahan family was worried, they had no better idea since Gerald had already said so. They could only pray in their hearts that Yaakov's reinforcements would come soon.

"Since Connor is already here, let's go out and welcome the guests!"

Gerald took a deep breath and walked out of the door, pretending to be calm.

The Dullahan family's seniors exchanged glances with each other and followed Gerald out.

After all, they had no better choice now. They could only take it one step at a time.

…

On the other side, Connor and Chieko had already entered the Dullahan family's manor.

Although there were bodyguards who stopped them at the door just now, they were sent flying by Connor's slap. After all, those bodyguards at the door were just a few ordinary people. They were nothing in Connor's eyes.

Chieko followed closely behind with a nervous expression.

This was the first time that she had walked into the Dullahan family's manor in such a way.

Right now, Chieko had placed her life in Connor's hands. If he could leave this place alive, she would be able to live. However, if he failed, she would still be in the Dullahan family.

Chieko had been planning to take revenge for many years, but she never thought that this day would come so quickly and suddenly.

"Who is it? How dare you trespass into our Dullahan family?"

At this moment, a bodyguard rushed out and shouted at Connor with an excited expression.

"Ask the head of your Dullahan family to come out and see me!"

Connor said to the bodyguard expressionlessly.

"Do you think you deserve to see the head?"

The bodyguard looked at Connor with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Am I not worthy to meet your patriarch, or does he not dare to come out and meet me?"

Connor could not help but sneer.

"I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you now. I'll give you one last chance to get lost quickly, or we won't hold back!"

The bodyguard glared at Connor.

"And do what?" Connor could not help but sneer when he heard the bodyguard's words.

"Arrest these two!" the bodyguard shouted.

In an instant, dozens of bodyguards rushed out from the corner.

These bodyguards were all holding weapons in their hands, and Connor could feel that they wre probably all martial artists. Although their ranks were very low, their physical fitness was definitely not something that ordinary people could compare to.

Although the Dullahan family had fallen into desolation, it had to be said that the Dullahan family really had some foundation. Otherwise, it would be impossible to gather so many martial artist bodyguards.

Of course, this was also the difference between Honduria and Oprana.

Most families in Oprana did not pay much attention to martial artists. Moreover, martial artists in Oprana did not even bother to be bodyguards for others and usually chose to join sects like the Purple Cloud Sect. After all, the treatment in the sect was far better than being a bodyguard in a big family. This was why there were very few martial artists in Porthampton, regardless of the size of the family.

Even a big shot like Thomas Morgan had very few martial artists by his side—Carlos Lane was the only one. As a result, the probability of Connor encountering a fighter in Oprana was very low. 

However, it was different in Honduria. Generally, big clans would train a lot of warriors to protect themselves. Lower-ranked fighters could be seen everywhere.

Although Chieko had been living in the Dullahan family for a long time, she never expected that there would be so many martial artists in the family.

In an instant, these warriors surrounded them.

Chieko was terrified because she had never seen such a scene before. She whispered nervously, "Mr. McDonald, what should we do now?"

Although Chieko knew that Connor was definitely skilled, he was facing so many martial artists alone. If these people took turns fighting, Connor would definitely not be able to withstand it.

However, Chieko didn't know that although Connor and the bodyguards were martial artists, there was still a huge gap between martial artists.

It was like an eight-foot-tall man facing dozens of three-year-olds. No matter how many three-year-olds there were, they were definitely not a match for the eight-foot-tall man.