Lord Came Back From The Battlefield

Ten minutes later, Billy, who received the text message, threw the doctor into the car and drove towards his destination.

Less than ten minutes after driving out, his phone rang.

“Speak!” Billy answered.

“Boss, this is Winston. I’ve found out the identities of the four people who kidnapped Tasha.”

“It was Neal’s people who hired them…”

“I already know. He’s at The Horizon. Arrange for someone to clean up after him!” Billy interrupted him.

As he finished, he hung up directly and slammed on the gas pedal with force.

The Horizon was one of Cloud City’s most upscale restaurants. On ordinary days, only wealthy or influential people could afford to dine there. It was not a place where ordinary people could afford a meal.

Today, starting from afternoon onwards, all walk-in customers were turned away from entering because Neal Hoffman would be hosting his birthday party here tonight.

Originally there were some complaints from walk-in customers but upon hearing Neal Hoffman’s name they quickly shut their mouths and ran away in fear. Even the big families in Cloud City had to look up to him.

At six in the evening, the restaurant was bustling with noise and excitement. Apart from those in the underground world, all major families sent gifts, but left immediately after to avoid suspicion.

At 6:08 PM, a Maybach pulled up at the entrance of the restaurant. Neal walked into the lobby surrounded by his four trusted aides.

“Wish Mr Hoffman good fortune and long life!” Everyone stood up and shouted together, their voices deafening.

“Thank you all. Let me drink this cup first.” Neal walked to the main table in the middle and raised a glass of white wine before downing it in one gulp.

“To Neal!” Everyone raised their glasses simultaneously.

Suddenly, a white figure flew into the restaurant at lightning speed through its doors-it was the doctor who had passed out.

He was thrown exactly on the table by Neal’s side, flipping the table. The food all splattered on people around the table, including Neal Hoffman.

Later, a tall figure appeared at the door, with no expression on his face, and walked steadily towards the main table. Neal became alert at the sight of him. He was blue in the face since his birthday party was messed up by that unknown man. However, after so many years of experience in the world, he did not immediately throw a tantrum. He picked up a cigar and took a deep breath after lighting it. Since he sat on the throne of Cloud City’s underground emperor, he had never encountered anyone who dared to provoke him like this. He became very curious about the identity of this person.

“Do you wanna die?”

After a moment of silence in the hall, three or four hundred people rushed towards Billy with thunderous momentum.

In an instant, the hall looked like a filming set, where hundreds of people were knocked flying away with blood splattering all over around. In merely ten minutes, apart from ten people standing around the main table, the others all collapsed on the ground, dead or wounded.

Except for Neal, the other remaining nine people all goggled at Billy with looks of disbelief.

Neal coughed and choked tears from the cigar, and his hand holding it trembled uncontrollably, with a look of immense horror on his face.

This man was completely exceeded his cognitive range.

“Fuck, you little brat don’t fear death, huh?” Soon, a voice sounded at the main table.

Subsequently, the four henchmen of Neal simultaneously took out Desert Eagles and pulled the trigger at Billy. The bullets shot out like raindrops.

What made them despair was that the bullets hit a few centimeters away from Billy as if they had hit a copper wall or an iron barrier, falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

Billy casually raised his hand and a violent wave of energy swept towards the main table. Except for Neal, all nine others were lifted up in mid air, and blood gushed out after they being heavily hit on the ground. Their faces were filled with horror. Neal fell down on his butt, his face turned pale and he broke out in a cold sweat.

“Who… who are you?” Neal struggled to speak as Billy approached.

“Who is Firewolf!” Billy’s voice was icy and chilling.

“What… what do you wanna do?” Firewolf lying on the ground spoke with difficulty.

“Remember, I’m only asking once!” Billy glanced at him and said, “Where did your people take Tasha?”

“Which Tasha? I… I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

A hint of panic flashed in the eyes of both Firewolf and Neal at the same time. Before Firewolf’s words were finished, a gust of wind swept out from Billy’s palm like a high-pressure wave of air. The air hit hard on his chest. Firewolf struggled to open his mouth but couldn’t say a word while blood oozing out of his body. His legs kicked weakly as he lost all breath.

“You still have one last chance!” Billy then looked at Neal and said, “It’s best not to test my patience!”

“It’s… It’s Garth Thunder who asked me to help find a matching heart source for his granddaughter. The Tasha you mentioned happened to be a successful match with his granddaughter, so…” Looking at Firewolf’s miserable state beside him, Neal had no more courage left and quickly responded.

“The Thunder family?” Billy interrupted him.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes… that’s right…”

“Where is Tasha now?”

“She has been sent to their manor…” Neal hesitated before continuing, “She… now she has already…”

“What do you want to say?” Billy felt a strong sense of unease and his blood boiled in his heart.

“Cloud City… the hospitals here do not support a heart transplantation…” Neal spoke again with difficulty. “Two hours ago, Garth Thunder personally took the girl to the city of Enssea, his granddaughter has been waiting for a surgery there. They’ll be in the operating room in at most an hour… You… even if you start here now… I’m afraid you won’t be able to make it…”

Boom!

Before Neal finished his words, a momentum containing tremendous energy exploded from Billy, destroying everything around him.