Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)

Chapter 1082

“You brat! You are indeed very intelligent and eloquent in speaking, but let's see how long you can continue like that! I'm gonna kill you now!"

Christopher's eyelids twitched slightly before he rushed forward to attack Gerald.

Gerald wants to defend himself and avoid Christopher's attack, but he's no match for Christopher at all.

Gerald was hit by Christopher's blow instantly, and he vomited blood in an instant.

“You won't be able to dodge my attack! Okay, I'll give you one last chance. I will save your life if you tell me the truth now!” Christopher said coldly.

"Ha ha ha! Mr Moldell, do you really think that I'm a three-year-old that you can trick easily?” Gerald said as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I think you're really looking for your death!"

Christopher was furious, and he raised his palm as he made a move, and Gerald's entire body shot up into the air.

After pulling Gerald's body straight towards him, Christopher hits him once more.

This time, there was white smoke coming out from Gerald's back after he was hit, and he was instantly thrown about ten meters away.

Gerald bled internally, and he vomited a lot of blood.

"Are you going to say it ... or not?" Christopher asked as he gritted his teeth furiously.

“I won't say anything. I want you to feel impatient and anxious all the time!”

Gerald replied and smiled mockingly while wiping the blood from his mouth. He could barely support his own body as he stood up.

“Do you really think that I won't kill you? I can kill you first before going to Daryl Crawford to ask you directly! You can die now!"

Christopher grew angry and tried to pull Gerald towards himself using his left palm again.

However, this time, Gerald suddenly lifted his eyes as he tried to release the suction force from Christopher's wrist.

At the same time, he also took out Lightbane from his waist, and he prepared to use the water-driping skill he learned from Dawnbreaker.

Why is it called the skill of dripping water? This was because Gerald had attained the understanding and enlightenment that the water-driping skill was perfectly suited to the sword of the Lightbane. He could use the attack as a defense, and the aura blades were getting higher and higher in each layer, like water dripping through rocks.

At this moment, Gerald's figure was extremely fast and ferocious as he counterattacked with unrestrained sword movements, piling up one after another.

Christopher could only be busy dodging Dawnbreaker's penetrating power now.

However, when he turned around, the sword had already attacked him.

Christopher panicked as he responded to the attack.

However, it seemed like the short sword was still alive, and it was focused on attacking all of Christopher's weaknesses.

Christopher's eyes opened wider in disbelief.

At this moment, he was unable to respond in time, and his chest was hit by Lightbane.

He rolled over as he fell to the ground, and the bloodstains quickly spread on the ground.

"Mystery mirror!"

Christopher was startled, and as he slightly shook his wrist, the mysterious mirror quickly appeared in his hand.

As for Gerald, he turned around and passed Christopher as he dashed straight into the cave.

This was because Gerald knew very well that the only reason why he had managed to attack Christopher earlier was simply because he had surprised him. If he wanted to face Christopher head-on, there would only be a huge gap between the two of them.

Gerald's only hope is to run into the cave.

This was Gerald's plan when he held off those two initial attacks.

Every movement goes according to plan, and everything happens at once.

When Christopher finally rose from the ground with his eyes wide open, Gerald had already escaped into the cave.

Christopher muttered to himself in disbelief as he stared at Gerald's back, “He really has a special physique. He's so strong! I almost lost to this young man!”

At this moment, Christopher suddenly raised his head with a spiteful expression on his face, “I can't let him stay alive! Otherwise, the Moldell family would not have been able to escape the disaster in just five years! I really can't let him live!”